Not sure why I go on this, this morning, but it seems appropriate. Sometimes I just sit back and think, "Well, there you have it. That's explains everything...and nothing." Sometimes you just need to let it go, rest or go back to the back burner to percolate a bit more. That's where I am right now. Percolating.
Like last night. I woke up after some weird dreams and had the muse whispering in my ear with what sounded like great inspirations. "Wake up! Write them down! You'll forget them by morning if you don't." So I did. And now I have these little inspirational snippets to cobble into a poem or an essay or throw in the trash. But it makes be feel better to know the old brain is still working, still ready to create. So here I go. Stand by.
And so, there you have it.