I get all these profound thoughts enter my head about how I feel and what I could blog about. I organise, I plan, I make sense, I catalogue, I formulate paragraphs and create artworks all in my mind. But then I wake up, productivity levels rise but my mind is blocked, my ideas are dust and I can’t remember a thing. I’m not entirely satisfied about my reflection in these internet blogging thingys at the moment.
I think it’s about time I invest in an under pillow notebook.
