[filtered against baddies]
[ooc: The following post is hereby forward-dated to Sunday afternoon. Lois's memory returns, before her man does.]
...I remember.
Everything.
A part of me wonders if I'd be better off not remembering. Because nothing's changed. Everything's still the same. Clark's still dead, and I'm still alone. I'm still alone, and the most completely, utterly, galactically stupid woman who ever lived.