I had a great theme for today’s blog entry.
I forgot what it was.
Yesterday evening I sat huddled up in an armchair enjoying the evening with a sleepy kid in my arms, when this perfect idea came to me.
Later, when I was going to bed I remembered the feeling I had had, but the idea was lost.
I had a vague memory of the inspiration for the story had been something that had happened that very afternoon. Did it have to do with both me and my mother scanning our old photo negatives? Maybe, but what? Something we had been talking about? Could be, but still, I had no clue what it could have been.
What I should do, always, is to tell the idea to someone, or speak it out load just for myself. It is much easier to remember things, if I put them into mouth movements and sounds. Then it becomes more than an elusive wind through the brain.