I wonder why it’s so hard for me now to find things to write about. Has working at a bank taken out every morsel of creativity from wihin me? There was a time when writing cane naturally to me. There were an abundance of ideas. Silly me, I never bothered to write them down. Had I ever bothered to at least jot down a few ideas, I wouldn’t have so much trouble coming up with things to write about. And whatever ideas I do have nowadays seem to present themselves at the oddest of times. Obviously there will be nothing to write with. So I’ve decided to always have a notebook. While the blackberry and the iPhone are great (i carry both, by the way), the old pen and paper remains unbeatable.

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