Shower Thoughts

  You've probably heard of shower thoughts. You know, the brilliant insights into life, the what to make for dinner, the how I totally could have won that argument yesterday, the what to buy DH for his birthday thoughts that only occur when pen and paper are woefully inappropriate.
  I don't have shower thoughts. I have car thoughts. When I can't possibly write down what I'm thinking without causing some sort of horrific multi car pile-up. (In full disclosure, I actually wrote this post down long hand. Long. Hand.) I'm sort of the quintessential infant who sleeps in the car and wakes up screaming when the car stops. As soon as I park my well-crafted Pulitzer prize winning blog post, email or letter has disappeared. Not a scrap of eloquence is left behind for me to clasp pathetically against my chest as I race to my laptop.
  This, in part, is why I haven't blogged lately. It seems like life is so busy that I only have time for car thoughts. I have crafted dozens of posts only to find them turned into ephemera before I can get the words from brain to fingertips to a series of electrical 1s and 0s.
  My favorite part of car thoughts? Each post is easily wrapped up in a neat package-like ending. Conclusions are drawn, connections made and insights revealed. In reality I sit staring at the screen trying to see the common thread that will provide my tether to the final coherent thought. Days like today I just cannot find the thread. So I will end like this.
  I hope to be back here sooner rather than later. Coherent or otherwise.