If there’s one thing I don’t seem to have any shortage of its ideas.
Sometimes the ideas slow to a trickle when I’m feeling tired…
Come to think of it, a lot of my ideas come when my brain is fatigued and my body is a step above inert. Then there are other times, when I’m feeling good – rested! – and filled with that something-something that the French pegged so long ago, je ne sais quoi. Then ideas practically peel off my brain like some kind of metaphoric banana. There’s always more and more.