Before I retire to bed, I have a million thoughts running through my mind. In the morning when I wake up, I recall some of those thoughts. Then I remember that during the Komuter ride to work the other day, I also had a million thoughts. Some of which I was constructing sentences for so that I could blog about them.
Then when I reach the office, I get down to work and forget about the nightmare of yeasty body odour and balancing act that I had to do while stuck in a sandwich-packed train, no thanks to cancelled trains and unscheduled delays.
The experience was so vivid I was sure I wouldn't forget about it. In fact, I had planned for it to go into my queue of drafts together with the other thoughts of the day, new restaurant finds, reunion with friends, interesting quips and grouses of a deteriorating nation.
Coz I know once I get home the last thing I wanna do is to switch on the PC, spoil my eyes and spend hours away at some social media site. Besides, I have too many unread books to catch up with, letters to write, gifts to send, movies to enjoy and a million other things I should be doing but have not.
Then I tell myself, I'm sure I will have some spare time in between work that I can quickly type something out. Maybe on notepad just to be less obvious. And that's exactly what I'm doing now, after many days of fleeting million thoughts and nothing jotted down!