In what seemed to be the blink of an eye, the weekend is over and I am about to head into my sleep. I knew it would go fast, because I suspected how much fun I would have. And time flies when your having fun. And so it's over. And I would do it again in a heartbeat. Golfing in the mountains, having some time with my family, going to Church, listening to some music and doing some writing. I can't imagine what would be more fun. And all of it, in pieces and in whole, serves as inspiration. And I think that most of it shows in the poem I started writing tonight. I am excited by this one...I believe it has some real potential. Hopefully tomorrow I can do some work on it. But for now, I must sleep. Monday beckons with a crooked finger and a sideways grin. I sure hope I have fun...that will bring me to Tuesday so much quicker.