Closing out an amazing four-day weekend. Ridiculously productive. The feeling, all around and within, is simply gratitude.

There is no fickle muse. No angels of inspiration.

There is, however, rare alignment in the machinery of the universe that allows things to happen.

When this happens, you must seize it.

I have been writing all day. Undoubtedly, it could continue through the night.

But I am going to sleep.