Great ideas always come to me as I'm trying to fall asleep. Only, in the morning, when I try to recall what they were... they often don't seem quite as remarkable as they did the night before. Surely I've forgotten the key to the perfect plan, the ultimate blog post, the revolutionary book... or maybe they weren't actually that impressive to begin with? Regardless, I came back to Oxford today to find this special little gift from my parents who always believe in my ideas, no matter how ridiculous they are. Thanks Mom and Dad. Now I have a place for all my great ideas.
Happy New Year everybody. Hope all your great ideas make it big this year.
Smythson notebook featured.