Most of the night I spent writing and analyzing my thoughts to music. The melody seemed to help me focus until I couldn’t write anymore and my pen was exhausted. Then I sat in the middle of the room and allowed the notes to flow through me. I was under a real creative burst of energy and I liked it. I just hope that it occurs more often. If felt good to be writing again at a normal pace rather than a stuttered step. To be inspired is such a beautiful thing.