I've been questioned for why I waste a good walk with thinking. I guess some folks clear their minds and it becomes meditation. I'd be worried if I cleared my mind I wouldn't find my way home. Caring Kim would be worried about the dogs. Anyway, I love the time to think without interruption.
I easily forget half of my aha's on the road. It used to bother me until I was reminded that I easily have forgotten half of everything I think about.
I have contemplated strategies or tried a few ideas to bring my thoughts from the road to the computer. For a while I tried to write everything down as soon as I got home. That became a job. I thought about bringing a mini-recorder but I would either lose it or lose a dog. Now I just jot down a few words on a scrap of paper whenever the memory flashes.
Actually, I like the process of writing the blog in my head, editing as I walk and then leaving it on the road. My ideas are all out there suspended above the gravel like a spider web. When I walk through them the thoughts will return.
I easily forget half of my aha's on the road. It used to bother me until I was reminded that I easily have forgotten half of everything I think about.
I have contemplated strategies or tried a few ideas to bring my thoughts from the road to the computer. For a while I tried to write everything down as soon as I got home. That became a job. I thought about bringing a mini-recorder but I would either lose it or lose a dog. Now I just jot down a few words on a scrap of paper whenever the memory flashes.
Actually, I like the process of writing the blog in my head, editing as I walk and then leaving it on the road. My ideas are all out there suspended above the gravel like a spider web. When I walk through them the thoughts will return.
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