For better of for worse, I’ve decided to post some snippets from the book that I walk around with.
My writer friends know all about it them. The books that I carry around from day-to-day to record ideas and such. I have a little collection of them now.
Truth is that the notebooks allow me to focus on what I’m supposed to be thinking about. If I can stop and jot down a note, it frees my mind from whatever was going on in there (likely on a loop) that would have otherwise made it very difficult to complete the real task at hand.
Maybe everyone has this experience, but I have often been told, “I wonder what goes on in there,” in reference to my head, so I’ve decided to invite you in one snippet at a time.
I found this little doodle in my book:
Look at those guys. They look so evil and scary. I have no idea what was happening in my head that day. You know, maybe I need not revisit that day….
But when I saw those guys again, I had to play with them just a bit. It’s only to be expected, right? It’s the normal thing to do. Right? Right?!?
And there you have it, a glimpse of life on the inside of this head.