I had always thought the mind worked on many levels simultaneously and those bursts of creativity came from these subconscious levels even in our busiest of times as we spend our days thinking of the prosaic events that fill our everyday lives until all at once it comes to the surface in one resounding moment of brilliant clarity that sends our mind racing in a million directions with infinite possibilities of which we must explore every corner and every square millimeter fully, sifting through each piece of new information and warmly embracing all the enlightenment and sorting it into nicely organized, neatly outlined events until we can find a place in our conscience where they fit neatly and support, or refute, our lifetime of experience and beliefs..

But, apparently we can just stop thinking, and I must say it was relaxing.

Maybe something will come to me soon as I continue my travels into FLorida and down to the Keys, if all goes well....if not, I guess I will just grunt and point for a while.