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How come it is when you wait until you have time to sit and write down all the thoughts rolling around in your head, they seem to have rolled right out. It’s like my head has holes in it, and my thoughts and ideas just plop right through the holes. That’s it – my head is a sieve. Nope, that can’t be it – then everything would fall out. I must have a flashing sign inside my head. One that says “All good ideas must exit here”.
It’s a one way door like a turn style. Oops, no can back up. Sorry, let’s keep it moving. Don’t want to create a bottle neck.
Then the lights are out and the door is locked. A couple of the bolder ones pound on the door but the guard just yells “Go Away – She’s done thinking for today."