I had a thought earlier and now I don't remember what it was.
That happens. Sometimes for the best. Because maybe there is something better for me to write.
Or maybe it's just 8:30pm after a long work day and I would really rather simply brew some tea and settle in for the night. But I promised myself I would work in my office for an hour this evening (you should see the piles building up) and then I would do something creative for an hour because this morning my work day started pretty much the moment I got up and I haven't done my hour of writing yet.
So - disciplined little creative one who I have become - I'll stay with it.
I'm learning that discipline isn't such a bad thing, in spite of its reputation.