So, last night, I was in bed, and I thought of something that was both entertaining and relevant that I wanted to write a journal about. I thought to myself, “Self, you should write about this.” Two seconds later I was in an epic battle involving radioactive kangaroos, and I failed to remember to grasp and retain the superb idea. So here I am once again, staring at a computer screen, and wishing that my computer and I shared a form of telepathy so that I could come up with brilliant ideas, and the computer could document said ideas.

    The same general idea would also be true for papers. I normally have great insightful breakthroughs on a paper I have been musing about right about the time I decide to slather shampoo all over my head. (I am in the shower when the slathering starts, just so you know.) But I have brilliant ideas, and whole paragraphs are shooting out from my ears, but by the time I get to the computer, or paper or whatever, the insight is diminished, and the sentences to not fit together as perfectly as they did the first time. So, if someone invents a telepathic computer or scribe of some sort, which would be a grand idea, somewhere around the invention of POP Rivets or something. (Apparently POP Rivet is a brand name, in case you are interested.)

    Anyway, I remember how I was lying on my left side in my bed, facing the wall when I had my brilliant idea, and I remember having the idea, but I do not, however, remember what the idea entailed. Maybe if I scratch my head I will remember. Nope.

    Oh well. Enough about that, I did remember something today, and it made me quite happy. I was in my YA Fiction class, and my professor mentioned Carl Jung, and I remembered what he wrote about! I thought that many of those associations leaked out of my ears while I slept, but I still remember Jung and his collective unconscious.

    I suppose as a parting comment, I would like to let everyone know that the paper that I thought was due this Thursday, is in fact not due until next Thursday. Indeed, I was freaking out quite prematurely. I guess there is a happy(ish) ending to the story, because I am nearly finished the paper, and it is still not due for a week! But, now I must take my leave, and not work on the aforementioned paper, but instead work on another one, which is due on Tuesday. It is sure to be brilliant.