I saw my muse the other day. I was distracted for a moment by some abstract thoughts and, looking off toward the sunlight, I saw her.
I asked, "where in the world have you been?"
She said, "I keep dropping by but you're always so busy working I don't want to interrupt you. You look so intense. You don't even see me at the window, so I just figure I'll come by sometime when you're daydreaming. Like just now."
