Monday, August 4, 2008

It's in there somewhere.

I feel it every now and then.  A feeling, an impulse, an idea.  It wells up inside me.  I can feel it, though I can't identify it.  A character, a lyric, an image, a song.  Sometimes all rolled into one need, the need to create, to get it out of me.  I wake from a dream with the impression that I just witnessed something important.  If only I could capture it.

Maybe that's what this is for.