It’s generally at night when I do my best thinking.
At night I’m not on a bus, so I’m not being annoyed by the daily commute.
Mornings are ruled out by virtue of the fact that I’m not a morning person (which leads me to wonder how I managed to spring out of bed at 8am) and thus my journey to uni is spent waking up.
The rest of the day is spent in classes, so you can see where I devote my brainpower then. Today, I spent four consecutive hours in lectures, scribbling out notes and wishing the audio was turned down twenty decibels. What can I say, I have exceptional hearing and even noise-reduction earphones didn’t impede my hearing of the DVD. After classes is study and lunch time. On the very odd occasion I might go wandering a bit further afield.
When I get home, that’s my lounge time. I flop around and just… do stuff. Blog. Read a crappy teen-lit novel. Listen to excellent music to replace the crap the lecturer played in class.
Oh. I also do good thinking when swimming. The only issue there is that it’d look daft if I took pen and paper to the poolside in case of emergency writings. I wish my local pool would stay open 24/7 – that could make life much easier.
Right, I’m off to do the aforementioned lounging.