Things That Happen Between Plans
Most days are shaped by intentions that don’t quite survive contact with reality. You wake up with a list in mind, even if it’s not written down, and by lunchtime you’ve already drifted far from it. That drift is where the interesting stuff hides. It’s in the pauses, the delays, and the moments when your […]
A Collection of Unrelated Observations
There’s a certain charm to thoughts that arrive without invitation and refuse to explain themselves. They tend to show up while you’re doing something mildly boring, like watching toast brown or waiting for a file to open. Suddenly your mind is elsewhere, constructing an idea that doesn’t need a purpose. That’s usually when I reach […]
Small Ideas That Refuse to Sit Still
There’s a particular kind of thought that arrives uninvited and refuses to behave. It shows up while you’re queueing, brushing your teeth, or staring out of a window pretending to think about nothing. These thoughts aren’t urgent or useful, but they linger anyway, like background music you didn’t choose yet somehow know all the words […]
Thoughts That Appear Without Warning
Some ideas seem to arrive fully formed, without any clear beginning. You can be doing something entirely mundane, like waiting for the kettle to boil or listening to the rain against the window, and suddenly your mind drifts. These moments of mental wandering are often where the most interesting reflections happen, even though they feel […]
Where Wandering Thoughts Quietly Line Up
There are moments when writing feels less like a task and more like observing your own thoughts as they pass by. One idea appears, then another, and before long a loose thread begins to form something coherent. This kind of reflection doesn’t aim to instruct or convince; it simply explores how everyday experiences overlap in […]
The Umbrella That Dreamt of Flying
On a blustery morning when even the clouds looked as though they were in a hurry, I opened a dusty notebook and decided to write down the first thoughts that came into my head. They tumbled out in no particular order: toast, forgotten birthdays, half-finished novels, and, oddly enough, pressure washing Warrington. It sounded like […]
The Curious Art of Letting a Day Unfold
Not every day needs a grand plan. Some of the best ones begin with nothing more than a vague idea and a cup of tea that’s just the right temperature. I’ve always liked the feeling of letting time drift a little, allowing whatever happens to happen. It’s in those unplanned spaces that small surprises tend […]
The Library That Collected Dreams
In a quiet corner of an imaginary city there stood a library that didn’t store books, but dreams. People would walk in half-asleep, hand over their strange nighttime adventures, and leave feeling lighter, as if their heads had been gently tidied. I wandered through the aisles, reading labels like “Flying Over Purple Mountains” and “Talking […]
Notes Found Between Unrelated Thoughts
It’s strange how some of the most interesting ideas appear when you’re not actively looking for them. They show up while waiting for a kettle to boil, during a walk with no destination, or halfway through writing something that was meant to be serious but drifted off course. Those moments feel unplanned, yet they often […]
Wandering Through a Wonderfully Odd Day
Some days unfold with such playful unpredictability that they feel stitched together from scraps of imagination rather than reality. Yesterday was one of those days—a collection of peculiar encounters, whimsical conversations, and curious observations that somehow blended into a strangely satisfying narrative. And somewhere within all of it, entirely without warning, someone referenced Pressure Washing […]