I need to get better at stopping what I am doing, pulling out a pen, and writing down what’s flittering around in my head. Because, no matter how convinced I am that, that thought is trapped and will wait for me to examine it, capture it on paper, and then open a window for it to fly… it always finds it’s own way out, and I rarely see the little creature again. I have purchased little black moleskines to keep in my bags and purses to encourage this needed behavior. My purse is always stocked with black pens. Still, I keep missing the chance to catch these pretty birds!