Ideas pile up often and there is a pressure to write about them, specially if they are good ones. There are so many and I know most of them will be discarded, living alone for ever in the “list of ideas”. Well, not alone because they can do a party there. The feeling of selecting and maturing them could be not fun sometimes.
As a symbolic act of rebellion today I removed the pressure and I voluntary decided to draw something irrelevant. “Voluntary”, of course, because nobody ever will take you and force you to draw a spoon with a gun or so (and this is a good idea for a kidnapper story, btw!).
