I was recently confronted with two situations:
- I have a final paper due for my writing class on Wednesday, and I have no idea what I want to say about the topic I’ve chosen, and
- I needed to poop.
These were initially completely independent issues, but then I pooped. It was an intense poop that left me spent and demoralized. As I always do when this happens, I took a shower. And it was in the shower that I figured out what I needed to say about my topic. I’ve got an outline and everything now.
Which leaves me with a new issue: actually writing the paper instead of watching Feynman videos and posting to this blog.