Late night mania

The Stalking Beast

Here I sit, while the house sleeps, my mind is racing a million miles  an hour with no hope of slowing down in sight. Mania. The beast that  visits me in perpetuity. Never consistently. Existing almost at the edge  of my periphery. I know she's there even if her presence is not fully  manifest. Never knowing when her grand entrance will be made is  exhausting. 

What brought her out this evening? A creative spurt. And this time  her visit is timed with a flare up of my Menieres. Always piss poor  timing. Yet tonight I indulge her. I have a desire to get this Neato  blog set up and tweaked, so I allow this. And will I pay for it  tomorrow? Absolutely. But this is the price one pays. When the energy  wanes, will I have accomplished all I hope? Or will this be another  project that is inserted into the kiln but never fully fired. Only time  will tell.