Fleeting Words
by Teri Saya
I'm sleeping……..
Then my mind turns over and my eyes open to the darkness.
It all comes to me! The things I wanted to write down.
Quickly, I reach for the notepad that I keep on the nightstand.
It’s not there!
Many words are going through my head like a parade passing by.
Their perfect! Exactly what I have been wanting to write down!
I pull back the blanket and quietly get out of bed.
The words are fading! No time for slippers!
I head for the office where my laptop sits. It has fallen asleep!
Waiting for the thing to cycle itself awake, I find a pen and paper.
I begin scribbling furiously as the tail end of that beautiful word parade slips from my brain.
The computer chirps cheerily, as if to say, "ok, I'm ready!"
I open the word processor program.
And, what I have written on the paper makes no sense....
Damn! Missed it again!
I stare at the nonsensical words on the paper and decide to go back to bed.
This time I make sure there is a notepad and pen on the nightstand.
Maybe, just maybe, those fleeting words will come back to me.
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