So, the other night I was having trouble falling asleep. I was so sleepy, but my brain would not shut up. I had so many thoughts swirling around in my brain; I was restless. There was poetry there. I should have gotten up and wrote down everything no matter what time it was. It was beautiful ...it flowed and I repeated it in my head several times in an attempt to keep it in my brain so that I would remember it later.
Alas, it is gone. I fell asleep with those thoughts in my mind just swirling around. I hope that it comes back to me. I know that it's still there somewhere and if I think too hard about it trying to remember, it makes it worse.
I really need to start writing this stuff down. It was golden; so beautiful it brought tears to my eyes and I wanted to share it, but I was too sleepy to get up and write.
The only thing I could remember was who it was about and how I felt when it came to me. It was moving, heartfelt, and so deeply honest, perhaps I scared myself. I don't know.
Or maybe I just had some massive emotional PMS. Who knows.
Hopefully, next time inspiration hits, I won't be half asleep with a racing brain.
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