I had my million dollar idea last night, and I couldn’t wait to tell you…but then I went to sleep.
What is it about the moments when we first start to drift that our brains can come up with the most clever ideas? Honestly, I could solve all the world problems in those few nanoseconds between consciousness and sleep, but when I wake up it’s just gone. Like a blank canvas waiting for inspiration to hit. I even find myself often repeating the thought over and over in hopes that something will stick in the morning, but the only thing I wake to is the nagging thought that there was a perfect, beautiful, mother of all ideas and now it’s gone. Whisked away life a thief in the night.
They say (sidebar: I would really love to meet this They person someday) that you should leave a pad and pencil by your bed, then you can easily jot down these great ideas. And it’s an admirable thought, but by time my life altering thoughts occur, I’m too far gone to open my eyes. Maybe it’s the constant self-induced lack of sleep or the fact that I’m 30 weeks pregnant, but the moment my eyes close there is no coming back from the dark side.
So you’re just going to have to trust me.
Somewhere, locked in a deep dark vault in my brain is the most wonderful idea ever. Who knows, maybe it’s locked away with the same piece of knowledge that knows where I put my wedding bands that are still MIA?
When do you do your best thinking?
Maybe in our state of semi consciousness we only think the idea was great. Just saying. LOL