Lostmiles
Active Member
- Location
- Scottish Borders
I do like ideas. There is nothing quite like a good idea. Don't get me wrong. Ideas are not the be all and end all of life . Sometimes that is all they ever are or should be. Just a whim. They may be very short lived or escort you through life. They don't even have to be grandiose ideas to be good. But they are exciting. They do make the heart race. And if one really does gets hold of you.....
Perhaps the most fascinating part of ideas and plans is their conception. That little seed of a thought that somehow seeps into your head whilst you are cursing a thoughtless motorist that just carved you up! " Safer on a circuit."
Day dreaming as you struggle to the top of Hady Hill. "Mont Ventoux will be a doddle....."
At home putting on a plaster. "Blood red bar tapes?"
But somehow for some reason that little gem is now in your head. It wasn't there a second ago but it is now and it just will not go away. It keeps niggling away at you. You have an itch that scratching doesn't help.
It is possible you don't even know what it is about. Just something there. Simmering in the background. Not quite right. It's just egging you on to muse and think about it.
Sometimes by the time the last expletive has left your lips and that thoughtless driver has disappeared over the horizon your little gem has crystallised into full maturity. As quick as that. You know the start, the middle and the end of your dream. Magical. All sorted in an instant. You may dismiss the fanciful idea as quickly as you thought of it. In no time at all. "No money". "Not many hills". "Too many hills". It doesn't matter. It was there. It got into your head and momentarily at least you smiled, your heart thumped.
You might have liked it as an idea and a plan and then gone ahead and done it. All from that brief moment of.......whatever it was that triggered your brain.
On the other hand you may well have been mulling over little nuggets of an idea for years until the next little bit fell into place; even if you believed you had forgotten the original thought. Now there are two thoughts. An A and B. They are linked. A to B. The start of a mental journey has begun. It is there and it is relentless and most importantly, it is growing in strength and size and it wont let go of you. But by now, right down deep inside of you; you don't want it to.
You are hooked!
Enjoy the journey.....
Perhaps the most fascinating part of ideas and plans is their conception. That little seed of a thought that somehow seeps into your head whilst you are cursing a thoughtless motorist that just carved you up! " Safer on a circuit."
Day dreaming as you struggle to the top of Hady Hill. "Mont Ventoux will be a doddle....."
At home putting on a plaster. "Blood red bar tapes?"
But somehow for some reason that little gem is now in your head. It wasn't there a second ago but it is now and it just will not go away. It keeps niggling away at you. You have an itch that scratching doesn't help.
It is possible you don't even know what it is about. Just something there. Simmering in the background. Not quite right. It's just egging you on to muse and think about it.
Sometimes by the time the last expletive has left your lips and that thoughtless driver has disappeared over the horizon your little gem has crystallised into full maturity. As quick as that. You know the start, the middle and the end of your dream. Magical. All sorted in an instant. You may dismiss the fanciful idea as quickly as you thought of it. In no time at all. "No money". "Not many hills". "Too many hills". It doesn't matter. It was there. It got into your head and momentarily at least you smiled, your heart thumped.
You might have liked it as an idea and a plan and then gone ahead and done it. All from that brief moment of.......whatever it was that triggered your brain.
On the other hand you may well have been mulling over little nuggets of an idea for years until the next little bit fell into place; even if you believed you had forgotten the original thought. Now there are two thoughts. An A and B. They are linked. A to B. The start of a mental journey has begun. It is there and it is relentless and most importantly, it is growing in strength and size and it wont let go of you. But by now, right down deep inside of you; you don't want it to.
You are hooked!
Enjoy the journey.....
