At 4am I wrote the most awesome blog post ever. Seriously. It was brilliant. The topic was timely, the funny was hilarious and the writing was spectacular. I wrote it all in my head. Can I remember a word of it? Ummm, no. Can I remember the subject matter? Nope, not a chance.
Why didn’t I get up and put pen to paper? Why?????
It was 4am and I was all nestled in my bed so the chances of me getting up to record the most amazing creative streak was slim to none anyways. I guess that’s why I’m a blogger and not a world famous writer. I appear to be lacking in the commitment, right? Right.
So here I am. Wracking my brains trying to remember what it was about and I’m turning up blanks. Just like that brilliant concept for a TV show that I had and the great melody that rang through my sleepy brain, gone. All of it complete genius, lost forever to the land of nod.
It is possible I suppose that just like things seem worse in the middle of the night, perhaps my genius seems more clever than it actually is. Perhaps the sleep goggles are magnifying my creative streak of brilliance. Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear, creative thoughts in the night are less smart than you believed. This could be true. But until I can remember we’ll never really know, will we? For now, lets just say that I am a wealth of creative energy between 3- 4am each night and for now I’m just keeping it all to myself. So there.
Yeah me too! haha