If I don’t take time to stop and think and write things down, my mind get cluttered, like a garage where you throw all the extra stuff that you don’t want in your front living but you’re not quite ready to throw away in the trash.

At some point it will become unmanageable where you can’t even open the garage door or the garage just becomes a part of the house where you don’t go anymore and start to miss the whole point of having a purgatory in your mind where you can save some ideas that might be good when you look at them later, but if you just let it build into a clutter that you’ll never go through then you’d be better off just throwing everything out in the first place and focusing more on the simple and superficial living room.