My best thinking typically occurs when I finally force myself to get up from my desk and walk around. By this time I’ve maxed out my brain cells and its time to get some air.
Maybe it’s because I’m not surrounded by a mountain of paperwork or all the electronics that seem to be blinking and ringing, just begging for my attention.
I think life use to be a tad simpler back in the day. My nieces and nephews look at me with a twisted face when I tell them that we use to be chained to a cord in the kitchen and typed on an electronic typewriter. So I’d venture to say that maybe it is all the distractions that lead me to walk away and try to be my best.