One Apple A Day #825 - fantasies
Some times, in my morning meditations, I have the most beautiful ideas.
I'm there, sitting in silence, and my mind builds a compelling dissertation a powerful idea.
All pumped up, ready to impress the world with the mighty power of my reflections, I open the laptop and sit down to write.
Then, as soon as my fingers touch the keyboard, the whole idea deflates.
All of a sudden, those inspiring words become the rambling of a sleepy mind.
And it's not just the morning reflections. It happens when I drive or walk, and in all those situations when I unleash my mind.
I write poems, compose songs, prepare dissertations and talks, create new business models. The fantasy world in my head is way broader than the world out there. It has no limits.
It's been like that since I can remember.
Growing up, I thought there was something wrong with me, with the way my mind works.
What's the point in wasting all that energy for something that lives and dies withing my head?
Now I know that this is how my minds, not only the one in the brain, train themselves. Sure, all those fantasies and thoughts get me nowhere most of the time, but they keep active my imagination muscles.
Plus, seldom, beneath all those crazy and surreal fantasies, hides the seed of an excellent idea.