I think with my hands. My life is full of notes, doodles, lists, sketches, and plans. Like my father-in-law who can’t talk if you hold his hands still, my thought process grinds to a halt if I can’t use my hands. All my best thinking begins and ends on paper. Paper is not much help though, if I can’t find a pen. Much of the time, until I made the first journal bandolier, I could NOT find a pen.