So while doing my studying... I came across my notes. Now I know I'm a doodler - when I'm in a classroom environment, I write notes, but I draw as well and write things that are in my head.... normally a haiku or two. This one I don't recall writing.
It says 19.01.16 but since I didn't have this notebook then, I'm going to say it's 19.01.17...
"I believe in things working out how they should
I believe hard work helps that along.
I believe you find opportunities, they don't just knock on your door begging.
I believe bad things happen to 'good people'. But everyone thinks they are a 'good people'.
I believe you can totally change your life with enough planning. But not yourself."
That's all there is.... obviously the start of something I had in my head. It's gone now. Maybe one day it'll return.
I have so many different scraps of paper with all sorts of little brain notes.... maybe they should be collected and scrap booked? Maybe indeed... maybe one day when I'm studying hard again. ;-)
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