maybe......fly?

I wonder, why is it that in so many moments of my deep thoughts I am far placed from pen and paper (including their digital conterparts) or occupied with a task that requires my hands. I sapose this is for the best as such thoughts often come in solunm hours and who knows what may happen if these thoughts were captured.......and dwelt upon. Yet a part of me cant help but think that a long list of recolection may not be so bad after all. Perhaps it would inspire me, or make me acountable for all my action and for all my inactions. Maybe it would would make me bold, maybe I would take a chance maybe I would change my mind, maybe I would try something new; and just maybe it would save me from this insanity.