I hate it when it happens: thinking about something that you remember worked perfectly well, made perfect sense … and being absolutely unable to remember even tiny bits of it the day after.
Because I can't remember the exact moment when I thought about it I'm not even sure whether it was yesterday or during the night.
Could have been a dream then.
It was about something that could dramatically improve efficiency…
Now if it was a dream I very much doubt it would make sense at all (some such dreams, whenever I was able to remember them, usually made me wonder what I had the day before).
But what if it was not?
I am, therefore, purely and simply wasting time doing things I could do otherwise if only I could remember what I thought of was about.