00011 | Eternal Spotlessness of the Sun-bleached Mind
What should be obvious to me now is that if I have an idea, leave the room, come back into the room, unless I've emblazoned that idea on some virtual napkin, it's most likely been replaced by a todo item from my work, my children, or my wife.
Basically, this is the thing. I'm getting tired of coming up with good ideas in the middle of the day, in the middle of a meeting and saying to myself I need to write that as my blog entry today. That will really spin the gears of my imagination. Surely I will not forget this idea when the time comes. It's too obvious.
What should be obvious to me now is that if I have an idea, leave the room, come back into the room, unless I've emblazoned that idea on some virtual napkin, it's most likely been replaced by a todo item from my work, my children, or my wife.
All this is to say, I had an idea for today and was very proud of the idea. This is not the greatest idea in the world, I guess. This is just a tribute.
Peace,
Shane