Sometimes before I go to bed I have ideas for blogs. I tend to have ideas at the most random hours of the day, which is why I carry a notebook around with me.
A few nights back I had a wonderful idea.
I was in bed and told myself, write it down—you have to write it down or you’re going to forget what it was.
My iPhone was within reach and I could have written it in a note. It probably would have taken a grand total of 20 seconds.
But I turned over and fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning, got ready, ate breakfast, and went to class. It wasn’t until I was sitting in my second class when I felt a brief flicker of an idea pass through my memory.
Then I remembered that I had told myself to write it down the night before, because I knew I was going to forget it.
But now it’s gone and I’ll most likely never know what it was.
The ones that get away are the most frustrating.