A Notebook full of Nothing

You ever think of something like really tight? Then by the end of the day you forget? Then you get really upset because you missed out on the opportunity to expound upon your really tight thought? I started keeping a journal in my bag a couple months ago for that very purpose. Every random thought that I had I wrote down, some were expanded into full four page long type of deals, some just stayed naked thoughts and some I wrote over and over again every time the thought presented itself in my head.

So now I have a completely full journal. I mean completely. I have written on the front cover, inside cover, back cover, back inside cover. There. is. no. more. room. But as I sit here and look through my journal I can't help but feel dissapointed at the small amount of thoughts that I actually was able to complete. Mostly because so many of the incomplete thoughts are the ones that I feel the most passionate about...those are the ones that keep presenting themselves to me yet are plastered all over over my notebook without a finish. Blah.

 I started recording my musings--things that provoke thought, memories, etc. to provide myself another avenue to express myself when I couldn't think...so I guess that's what I'll be doing for a while. I guess I'll just continue to share my musings until I can finish these thoughts cuz they sure are picking at me!

Hmph!