I swear I could easily write a book with the amount of thoughts that run through my head when I drive. I need to invest in one of those hand held tape recorders or some shit. I've been thinking a lot lately of taking a solo road trip somewhere just to get out a ton of thoughts. I really wish Jose could write, and well, listen for that matter. We would kill it on the road.
I am going to consciously start to get these thoughts down on paper immediately when I get to wherever I am going. Last night, I was on some serious shit, thinking like this is the smartest thing ever, and within 15 minutes of getting home, I ate, showered, and washed all those thoughts away.
Solutions:
~A pen and paper in the car, which could most simply be done if my mind was not mush.
~A tape recorder, in which I would probably trash in a day because I absolutely despise the sound of my own voice.
~Teaching Siri to understand my ridiculous accent so she could take notes. She already thinks I'm a bitch, constantly yelling at her for not understanding.
~Figuring out how I can get Jose to listen, write, and travel with me everywhere I go.
~Hire a road assistant, that clearly would never get paid.
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