Note to Self

I had two really good thoughts in the last 72 hours.
Really good ones.

Not the sort of thought where you immediately tell everyone around you and there is an end to World Hunger and Nobel Prizes further down the line, but more the sort where you go, 'Hmm. Yes. That's right.'

There was something about emotional openness which sprouted out of an unexpectedly deep and meaningful conversation over a bottle of Samuel Smith's Nut Brown Ale after the play on Sunday.

I had a bag full of pens right with me, and there were beer mats and napkins all over the place, but right smack in the middle of deep and meaningful conversations is not the time to start a-scribblin'.

Then this morning, when there was a djinn-like man sitting on the subway, with a black t-shirt wrapped around his head like an ancient Egyptian headress, muttering about his uncles and the UN and Grand Central, another thought - an idea, this time, popped into my head. I stood, shaking back and forth amidst my fellow passengers as we rattled downtown, and I turned it over and over in my mind. I can remember the shape of it, the feeling of completeness and satisfaction.

I had a bag full of pens at my hip, a fresh copy of today's Metro and at my latest estimate, three notebooks and a couple of drafts in there too. But jam-crowded 4/5 trains are just not the space you want to start idea-jotting.

But now I'll be buggered if I can remember either of them.

Started getting the t-shirt designs together, though. Just one, so far...but more are coming. Sketches for designs and concepts goes on around the clock.

Honest.

Here's one from lunch:

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