Inspiration....

A sleepless night...the wild imaginings of the wee small hours turn gentle rest into wild tempest. Dreams plaque the slumber that fitfully comes, transforming a peaceful heart to turmoil....I get up early.

Silence...a few stars still twinkle and whisper to me in the sky, their merriment most evident at completing yet another gentle path across the heavens. I breath in the cool fragrant air. I close my eyes and let it all seep into every pore...here is the rest sleep would not surrender to me.

The zombie Que started early, the symphony of grey, dull eyed commuters all asleep at the wheel, snaked through the fen. With no indication and driving too damn close to each other they carried on regardless as I pulled off the road to the river side.

The ever familiar sound of rod and reel floated along the water, the swish of line arcing over a still mirror-esque river. Swifts rose and dived as the sun crept into the sky, insects already meeting their doom. I watched as the line plopped into the middle of the river, concentric ripples making wonderful symmetry that was so fleeting....and then gone.

Time for work...back in the car...a busy day...these memories keeping me going while trapped indoors!