I’m at the point now where I don’t need to car­ry around a note­book to keep track of the sub­jects and ideas I want to write about lat­er. There are so many things to say that I only end up remem­ber­ing the impor­tant ones any­way. It’s like a sub­con­scious way of fil­ter­ing out the things that aren’t worth men­tion­ing.

A good feel­ing. As if life nev­er ceas­es to be inter­est­ing, and there’s always some­thing to expe­ri­ence, to learn, and to tell.