NYWC Prompt-A-Day: Lines Lost Among Trees (and Subway Platforms, Bathtubs and everywhere)

I personally do my best thinking in the shower, when I am not trying to think at all. Ideas pop into my head, and fly out as fast as they arrived. And it is the one place I never have anything to write on or type or talk into to preserve my brilliance. (Friends, feel free to buy me bathtub crayons for my birthday.) And it isn’t always about writing — I invent things, dream up reality shows, remember random childhood moments, and solve climate change, only to forget everything by the time I’ve dried off.