My voice mail keeps getting "filled" with too many voice mails. I must work on clearing each voice mail the second it is received. I must also, as plan B, get the fellow who helps us with such things to expand my voice mail intake capacity so that I am infinitely accessible, a message receptacle waiting for inspiration.
I tried to put my finger on my feelings this morning. My finger could not grasp my feelings, but I think I'm mildly amused about all and sundry.