Yesterday, I woke up at 8:20 and hopped in the shower, like I do every morning. Except this morning was different: as I entered the shower, an idea popped into my head. It was a research idea, a question I could ask and possibly test experimentally. I vowed to myself, I will hold onto this.
Two and a half hours later, it struck me that I had forgotten the idea. I could remember everything surrounding the thought, I remembered getting in the shower, thinking to myself “Don’t forget this,” but I couldn’t remember what I was supposed to remember.
The loss really hit me hard. It really was a good idea, I know it. I came up with an idea. I went back to my room, took my shoes off, and stepped into the shower. “Please work, context-dependent memory,” I thought to myself.
It was to no avail. I was left standing in the exact place where a brilliant idea came into my head, but the idea was no more.
That’s what happens when you spend time as the italian conduit.
Sucks though.