It is really late and I am in bed, not sleeping. Thinking about unsaid things. Not secrets, just unsaid ideas, and opinions. I have a lot of them, not quite ready to be told, or simply not having found the right person to be told to…

Ideas are complicated when you pay attention to details.

I also have unsaid things labeled with someone’s specific name, waiting for the good timing. Some thoughts would need to be let go of right away, but there isn’t the right ear (or eye) around.

Thinking can be a hell of a dispatch job if you want to do it well…

Maybe that’s why men created psychology. You pay someone neutral to tell him everything untold without the slightest chance of fucking up something. And when you are emptied of all the untold shit you had in mind, you can think more efficiently about if you want to repeat it to the concerned person. Going the other way can be tricky. If things aren’t working out as planned, you can’t unsay an unsaid though you just told someone.

I think I’ll sleep on that…

I  pushed back my writing about Denmark Christmas again… I am receiving a lot of information about it and I have read people who write better than me and are in a way better place to explain Danish holidays than me! I’ll let them do the job 🙂

And I’ll keep working on my unsaid things…