My mind is a waterfall, with constant thoughts surging over the precipice. I gave up trying to bucket and save them for later, lest I would drown. Now I simply allow the coolness to spray my skin as the rushing stream drizzles overhead. Not every idea is worth fishing for. Instead I look for rainbows in the waterfall, documenting their beauty as they are genius revealing itself to me.
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