It Started at 3am

The curve climbs toward the aha. The question is — do you see it coming? My muse doesn’t keep business hours. She woke me up in the middle of the night with something I couldn’t name yet. Just a pull. An insistence. I didn’t question it — I got up, grabbed a stack of flip chart pages, and started covering the walls of my home office. Then the hallway. Wherever I found room. I wasn’t sure what I…