The Tail of a Whisper

Have you ever had an idea, one that mosquitoed around your head until you couldn’t stand it anymore? It made life miserable, relatively speaking, because you couldn’t quite capture it? And then when you finally caught it, the concept really didn’t seem worth all the trouble.

This happens to me all the time. And with all that time I spend obsessing over the tail of a whisper, it feels almost as though I simply don’t have the mental acuity to process it.

Rather than beating myself up about it (which is hard), I put the idea aside in a little box in my head, a scrap of paper, or a word file and wait until it reshapes itself into the lovely sprite of an vision which obsessed me in the first place.

It doesn’t always work, but I love thinking that I have little boxes of thought littering the house.

I guess I’m not the biggest neat freak.


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