Insomnia rears it’s ugly head.

I was lying in bed, minding my own business, when my mind played a cruel joke on me. I was plagued by an idea for writing. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I wondered if I would remember the idea the next morning. So troubled was I, fearing that I would forget, that I could not fall asleep. I trudged out to the living room to retrieve my laptop and settled into bed with thoughts of getting these ideas out of my head and into the ether. How foolish was I?

After spending several minutes with idle fingers resting on the keys, I give you this. It is not what I originally meant to write. Those thoughts may forever be trapped in the dark recesses of my mind. Fear not however, for they will have plenty of company.