That happens to me all of the time. "Wooshed head" is my natural state.
Today, while I was sitting around waiting for the darned water trough to fill up (the grass grows faster, I swear) I thought of all kinds of things to put in the next chapter of the incredibly pathetic excuse for an AU fic I'm writing...and by the time I turned off the water, recoiled the hose, put the feed buckets back in the barn, and drove home, I'd forgotten it all.
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Date: 2005-04-12 02:27 am (UTC)Today, while I was sitting around waiting for the darned water trough to fill up (the grass grows faster, I swear) I thought of all kinds of things to put in the next chapter of the incredibly pathetic excuse for an AU fic I'm writing...and by the time I turned off the water, recoiled the hose, put the feed buckets back in the barn, and drove home, I'd forgotten it all.
Early-onset senility. It's a tragic thing. :oP