Sunday, January 19, 2014

A midnight rambling..

I lay here, late at night, trying to find inspiration. An idea, a witty dialogue.. I'm drawing a blank. Not even the glass of wine helped. Tomorrow is a chance, but I'm feeling there's not much to come out of it. Yesterday was a renewal of feelings I had thought left me. A tightening of the stomach and a secret joy. This is one silly heart I have. It will be the death of me. But I guess I'm to enjoy the ride, as bumpy as it might get.