Why
When you wake up in the middle of the night, do those ideas seem perfectly formed springing forth from your head? A blogpost of perfect clarity to change the world, and you grab the pen and paper that is on the nightstand for this very purpose, and make a few notes so it all comes flooding back on the dawn, at which point you grab the notebook and run to the computer and you read:
buttefly(sic) (squiggle dash airplane looking thing)chocolate covered(hashtag bullet accordion)Denveromelette with raspberries(squigglesquiggle bird with stunned expression)!!!!!
It all seemed so clear at the time.
