I do a lot of thinking when I am driving. I work odd hours so the drive home from work is usually pretty quiet. Unless I decide to try to chat with someone while I'm scooting along.
The drive into work is normally filled with inspiration and no way to put those words down. That is frustrating. I'm thinking about a conversation or something I saw and words start to fly around in my mind into little bits of poetry. More like bubbles because once they float off they are gone, gone, GONE!
I need to get more sleep.
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