Ephemeral Thought 1983 Bats in the belfry, spooks in our minds.
(2020 Note: This still happens. Sometimes I wonder if the thought was ever there. Did my mind lie to me about having the thought? Is that why I can never think it again?) I had a complete one today, detailed and fully formed in an instant it was just as quickly gone. All afternoon I've been consumed by trying to remember it. This idea needs to be written, but all I have is a vague sense of it. Philosophical in nature it was pure revelation, at least to me. For that moment I understood something new and intriguing as hell.
It feels like a lost friend. I'll be thinking about it for weeks if it doesn't come back.
