I’m not sure where this train of thought will lead. There’s a pattern here that I hadn’t seen before. The world seems full of small, unnoticed details. A walk in the park today gave me some unexpected clarity. The quiet hours of the evening are best for reflection. There’s beauty in the mundane if you look closely enough. I find that writing helps me organize scattered thoughts. I’ve always been curious about the way things connect. The more I think about it, the more nuanced it becomes. It occurred to me while making coffee this morning. I wanted to write down these thoughts before they faded. Sometimes you need to sit with an idea before it makes sense. The sound of the rain outside makes for good thinking weather. Walking through the neighborhood always sparks new ideas.