Why I don't blog more often (but I should)

I’m a thinker. I often have deep or unusual thoughts that I think ought to be shared with the world, and a blog is a good and convenient place to transcribe and store those thoughts. And yet I rarely blog. I often think to myself while I am in the midst of thinking that this would make a lovely blog, yet the thoughts I am thinking of are so lovely that I let them go, following the trail they cut out in front of me with their fluent strokes of perfect wording. And in following the words and thoughts to their end, I lose their tail, where I started. It’s rather upsetting, actually, for there’s another perfect blog wasted because I liked thinking about it too much and my short term memory is rather wanting. It is then when I occupy the idea again of some sort of in-brain recording device that simply keeps track of everything I think and plays it back later for me when I want to write it down because I know it was something good. But something like that doesn’t exist, really, and even if it did I know I would refuse to use it, because the idea of something foreign in my body, especially my brain, is rather disconcerting. You can’t fool me. I’ve seen enough sci-fi.


This leads me to believe that since I wish to share these thoughts with the world and they do tend to escape me after I’ve thought them, I should simply think out loud all of the time. Of course, this could become annoying to anyone who wasn’t patient enough to put up with all of the nonsense and glean for the gold nuggets that pop out every once in a while. And I still wouldn’t remember what I said.


So maybe I should just start recording myself when I’m thinking out loud.


Except that I tend to have those deep, intriguing trails of thought when I’m doing the dishes, or showering, or something equally incompatible with electronics and paper and therefore recording devices of all kinds.


If you stop to think about it, the reason is probably that for once I’m doing something incompatible with electronics and paper and distracting devices of all kinds.


Hmmph.


In conclusion, electronics are good and electronics are bad.


I have poor self-control so electronics hinder more than help when it comes to my creativity.


I should spend some time outside. Maybe I’ll become a wiser, more thoughtful person.