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Last night, I lay in bed for over an hour, unable to fall asleep. I partially blame my friend Amelia, who fed me caffeinated tea late in the afternoon. However, it was the third night in a row that I was awake into the night, so I don't know if I can fully blame her.

As I lay in bed, I wrote emails, planned my day, trouble-shooted (trouble-shot?) a few different decisions I need to make, and wondered why there isn't yet a way to go directly from thought to computer. Why can't I compose a blog entry or an email or a task-list in my head and then have it appear on my screen? In my current reality, I end up doing these tasks twice, and forgetting things the second round through.

le sigh.

I also decided to kabosh my uber-structured approach to blogging. It was good to try out, but this much structure stresses me OUT. And then I don't write at all, since what I want to write about doesn't stick within "the guidelines." I am going to keep the Sunday Starters' series though. Assuming people keep commenting.

There was more to this entry at 12:20am this morning, but now it is gone, thanks to the lack of technological innovation and telepathy in this world.


mlw said…
Beth, you need a voice activated recorder that you keep on your night table. You can speak your thoughts into it and have them ready to act on in the morning that or have voice recognition on your computer. (BTW - trouble shoot)
vanman91 said…
This isn't quite telepathy yet but very interesting innovation none the less.

Hope you find it interesting and hopeful, if not yet helpful.

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