Channeling My Fair Lady: I Want To Write All Night, I Want to Write All Night . . .

Is it spring in the air? Daffodils in bloom? Lambs in the meadows?

Who knows?

All I know is . . .

I want to write all night, I want to write all night

And then to write some more.

I want to spread my wings and my wings and write a thousand things

I’ve never penned before.

I’ll never know what’s made it so exciting

Why all at once I want to write.

I only know that when I set the words down then

I want to write, write, write all night.

This urge to write and write makes me very absent-minded (even more so than I usually am) which doesn’t do much for domestic harmony. But when my head is bursting with ideas, there isn’t room for thoughts about dinner preparation or what to buy at the supermarket.

My mind is on loftier things, dahling

Still, it’s a fantastic feeling. Like meeting up with an old flame and falling in love all over again.

I have to give beaucoup credit to Medium and the angel who guided me to this platform.

Merci Bien.

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