03-2020

Have you ever gotten a brilliant thought, then forgotten what it was? You know you had thought a brilliant thought, but you can’t recall what that thought was.

It happens to me while driving, walking, and dreaming. I’ve heard it happens to people in the shower.

Of course, sometimes I try to capture these thoughts. I keep sticky notes and a pen in the car, and still after that left turn or lane merge it can dissipate. I repeat sing-song chants in my head while walking to remember the thing, and just saying ‘hello’ to a passersby can zap it. There is usually a notepad next to my bed, but the simple act of fluttering my eyes open can ruin the subconscious stream.

Where do they all go? They can’t just disappear. They’re knocking around in there somewhere. My current batting average for capture is intensely low. I can’t help but hope that, by summoning my inner Sisyphus, maybe I will have a truly Brilliant Thought one day.