My Mind is a Blank

Last night, as I lay awake at 2am, listening to Ben snore, I had a great idea for a post/entry for today. Of course, by this morning, I had completely forgotten what that idea was and I’m only left with the notion of how ‘great’ it would have been.

I hate it when that happens. So much so, in fact, that I used to keep a small notebook on my bed-side table for just such middle-of-the-night ‘eureka!’ moments. The problem was that the next day, those brilliant ideas never seemed quite as good.

I still wish that I’d had that notebook last night though.

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