I've done it. I've figured out how my brain works.

Someone once said that if your brain was simple enough for you to understand, then you would be too simple to understand it (think about that for a bit and wait for the inevitable brain ache). But I have figured it out.

Believe it or not, Microsoft was instrumental in showing me how my brain functioned.

I was responding to a STUPENDOUSLY tedious tender from some obscure government department. Glowing phrases about our talented people and our extensive experience poured from my fingers like fine wine. It was beautiful. It was poetic. It wasn't a proposal, it was art, dammit!

Then the server crashed.

Went down like the Titanic.

I lost the lot. Every shining word. I could have cried.

Once the server was back up, I started again. And do you think I could remember a single thing I had typed?

Nope. Nix, nada, bupkis.

This is what clued me in to how my brain works.

You see, my brain fills itself with brilliant words (not that you could tell at this point), ideas, concepts, designs, whatever. And as soon as I have committed them somehow--to pixels, paper or another ear--it all falls out of my brain. Completely and utterly. I remember none of it. My brain dumps everything as soon as it thinks the content is safe.

But what my brain thinks is safe and what Microsoft thinks is saved are two radically different things.

Sigh.

So there goes my opportunity to brighten the day of some poor government lackey (and possibly win some work).

But at least now I know how my brain works.