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Eureka.
Sometimes your best ideas come to you when you’re standing at the kitchen sink, elbow-deep in soapy water while you wash out the pots and pans.
It’s when your brain isn’t fully occupied that it can sort through all the random mishmash of facts and pieces of information you’ve crammed in there.
So I stood at the sink tonight replaying my conversation with Jordan—that whole cool thing about kinesiology, and how our bodies automatically go weak if they’re exposed to negative stimuli. That’s such an amazing idea. I’ve never heard of it before.
And then my mind wandered over to my conversation with Mr. Fizer this afternoon, and then to some of the conversations we’ve had in the past about what was and wasn’t working with my project.
And then strangely, Jordan and Mr. Fizer morp
