Ideas are those rude next door neighbors who come home the middle of the night and keep you awake throwing wild parties that you could not possibly enjoy because you are already in bed and too tired anyway after your own long humdrum day of not actually accomplishing much.
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Sadly, it happens too many times. I wonder why my greatest ideas appears in the middle of the night… and I can’t remember them when I wake up! :(
This is pretty much accurate. An idea is like a small baby. It just won’t let you sleep lol.
This has been my life so many times but last night it was just awful.
3 AM. I couldn’t get to sleep till 3 am. I finally had to get up and just write it all down, even tho I knew I wasn’t going to forget it because it was all stuff that really happened I just wanted to tell people.
So awful. What a nightmare.