DAY TWELVE
Writing this on a train so I'll be brief in order not to lose too much thinking time.
I've always found solo train travel, and coach travel too for that matter, very conducive to creative thinking. Almost without exception my best thoughts come while travelling.
Whether it's the steady rhythym, the unfamiliar environment, the array of strangers to ponder about, the scenery flashing by providing a stream of prompts and provocations, the fact that your physical journey also becomes a journey through time, memory taking you back to other journeys, other destinations, other people... who knows. It works for me.
Even difficult journeys can be worthwhile in this respect, providing as they do opportunities to consider your reaction to setbacks and unexpected situations. If you see me out and about today it will be with a notebook and pen or a stack of notecards, scribbling away intently and contentedly.
Onwards...literally.
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