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Mental Angioplasty

Like clogged pipes, sometimes the mind gets clogged, unable to do anything productive outside the banal sphere of what is termed 'work'. Whether that very work is responsible for this or the pursuit of too many other interests, I do not know. Not being capable of concentrating and focussing on what you would like to do can be irritating. For example it has been some time since I have written something interesting; apart from blog posts that you get to read or some other junk or some very formal article that I was forced to write due to prior obligations. How will I justify that?
Probably I need to keep a little book that some people suggest for writers as if as a surrogate for the biological memory - which can be used to jot down ideas as and when they come to mind. Ideas do come and go; but to expand it into a story or sustaining the idea to a larger form of a book requires tremendous patience and dedicating ample amounts of time. With a life which demands priority in other areas, it tends to become very difficult to achieve the same. Need to unclog those neural paths ... and soon, before there is a mental arrest.

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  1. Probably I need to keep a little book that some people suggest for writers as if as a surrogate for the biological memory - which can be used to jot down ideas as and when they come to mind
    I think it will help not only writers but everyone who wants to remember their thoughts

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