That always happens to me, usually when I'm thoroughly occupied with something else, something that doesn't require my full attention which relaxes my constant mind chatter and releases a free flow of thoughts and words. I say inconvenient because I can never write those thoughts down in time and poof, they're gone. About an hour ago I had a poem fly through my head and now it's gone. It was about a black box. So this is me trying to cast out the line to reel it back in.The black box
... waiting...
