Fleeting Thought

It is 8:25 AM on Wednesday April 22nd and I am already riding the subway to work, I am unusually on time. Probably due to the fact I went to bed early and woke up several times without an alarm. My brain is awake and so my body must follow.
Last night i actually spent some time with some of my friends drinking and talking. Once i made it home i wrote an e-mail with some of my writings to my new friend. I had hoped to catch him online when he was waking to go to school but sleep got the best of me. At around 5:37 AM i woke up without the assistance of my alarm clock and I had a story to tell, I debated whether I should get up and grab my pad and pen. I did not and now i cannot remember a single detail of the story that not so long ago had me marveling at the occurrence of early inspiration.
Does that lack of motivation to get up and write signify I have missed one of the best stories I could've written? I do not think so, I rather think that I did not arise because it was the beginnings of an idea that i witnessed. My creative incubator was working on developing it more, I was not yet supposed to see it. But because I was waking earlier than usual I caught a glimpse as it skittered across my subconscious. I am a strong believer that every word i write, every idea i express every emotion i feel, all live within me.
This response to that lost but remembered idea flows from me shortly after experiencing it. It conveys on a piece of paper what my consciousness is struggling with. I have yet to master my self, but i still hold control.
Since life is a continuous challenge it bodes well to prepare internally. Perhaps after further thought that initial idea i glimpsed was but a seedling for what i am writing now. It's whole purpose was to set me on this track of thought. By over-thinking it I am distracting myself from my true purpose which is getting all this on paper. This is part of me and now by reading it part of you.
Now that my pen has been unsheathed it will not stop until every drop of ink has been laid down.


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