I have a terrible horrible no good very bad idea.
It may or may not be about you.
It wasn't a good idea 12 years ago, and it's an even worse idea now.
I could quote Medgar Evers, or the virtuous and invented "V", but they both say the same thing: you cannot kill an idea.
This particular idea has been surprisingly resilient. It is kept alive by two things. Firstly it depends on my mind being void of any other ideas, and secondly it is sustained by a very minimal supply of new fuel, once, or maybe twice a year.
It came bursting into my cerebrum earlier this year, and I think I very nearly forced my idea into life.
Perhaps I should have done. That way I would be left with a mistake, and mistakes are so much easier to forget than ideas.
