Just before the digital alarm clock beside my bed flipped to 3:30am, I awoke from a dream, a dream that I figured could just quite possibly be the next chapter (spoke) in my upcoming novel, Spokes. I felt like rolling over and going back to sleep. I'll remember it when it's time to get up, I told myself over and over. That never works so I reached up on the chest of drawers to grab a pen and paper, forgetting that I had just cleaned that thing off. My cell phone was the next best thing so I grabbed it, opened it and pulled up the memo app. Before I had five words put in that thing, I came to my senses and closed the phone, went into the other room and fired up the HP, knowing that I wasn't going back to sleep. I went ahead and typed in the rough draft for the next chapter and at six o'clock, I poured my first cup of coffee and turned on the news. Going back through the chapter that I had just written, I found that I am glad I did what I did, it actually turned out very well. If you have ever stumbled across anything in a dream or the middle of the night that just cannot wait, leave a comment. I would love to hear that I am not alone at being insane.
Until tomorrow,
Robert Detroit
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