I wish I could remember what I was going to write about. I had one of those flashes of brilliance that only comes in the middle of the night, I think this is because the wall between the realm of the conscious and the subconscious is, if not completely gone, then certainly weakened at that time. Unfortunately for me, these flashes of god-like understanding are just like the rest of the beings that inhabit the subconscious; elusive to the waking mind.
In any case, I have lost it, never to find it again. My only hope is to be better prepared to write next time the muse takes me.
Maybe then I will remember.
