12/20/2025
When insomnia rolls in, the world quietly opens up.
You can meditate. Binge-watch a show. Read a book, doom-scroll people building off-grid shelters with nothing but hand tools and grit. Or, if you’re strange like me, you research.
For the past year, my sleepless hours have turned into a ritual. Screenshot after screenshot on my phone. Fonts. Color palettes. Layouts. Textures. Little design moments that made me stop scrolling. Everything was dumped into folders on my desktop and carefully sorted.
Some might call that obsessive. I call it infrastructure.
It’s a design system, not for clients, but for speed. A personal visual library. Points of reference. A shared language I can speak fluently when it’s time to create. All great directors watch films. All great writers read constantly. All great musicians consume music. This is just my version of that habit.
Somewhere along the way (I honestly don’t remember how), I stumbled onto a service called mymind. And without exaggeration, it’s the best tool I’ve used in months.
Now, when I’m scanning Instagram, Facebook, or the wider internet and something catches my eye, I don’t screenshot it and promise myself I’ll organize it later. I save it. Typography. UX/UI. Color palettes. Poster design. Done.
It’s kind of like Pinterest, but Pinterest never worked for my brain. The flow always felt noisy, the interface cluttered. I never stuck with it. Mymind feels calmer. Intentional. Like a private space for ideas rather than a public performance of taste.
Between the mobile app and the Chrome extension, I can capture anything: social posts, websites, articles, in a single click. And over time, the tool starts to learn how I think. It suggests tags. It recognizes patterns. As I save, I can add new categories or reinforce existing ones, slowly teaching the system my design vocabulary.
Less friction. Less chaos. More creation.
And when the insomnia hits?
At least something useful comes out of it.