Whoa, Wait - Thesis?

I think I just had an idea for my thesis. Yesterday I was walking back from the grocery store, listening to “Howling at the Moon” by the Ramones on my iPod. All of a sudden, an idea just popped into my head about what I wanted to write about – nothing too specific, but a topic at least.

I have always thought of thesis as something vague and far-off, and whenever any of my friends talked about thesis and topics, I always retreated back into the safety of thinking that I would probably write something about John Keats. What, exactly, about John Keats, I did not know.

However, my thoughts about thesis took me completely by surprise. There I was, walking along the street, and like a great gust of wind the idea was in my head, and the feeling “I want to write about this for thesis” was in my head. It didn’t even have the decency to wait until I was at a computer or had a pen and paper in my hand.

I rushed back to the apartment as quickly as I could, stuffing the groceries into the fridge, booting up my computer, and then waiting for it to warm up so I could record my thoughts. Already the thoughts and ideas and whatever chemicals that gave me such a rush were leaking out of my head. I got the bare bones of the idea down - and a few more authors in addition to Keats - all at a point of time when thesis wasn't even on my mind. It might be an answer to a question I've had on my mind the past week, but it's still too early to tell.