The laptop battery is completely charged up
And my desk is finally neat
My coffee is hot and I’ve just had a sip
And I’m staring at a totally blank screen
Everything seems in order, I’m ready to go
I have another sip of my brew
I’m just waiting for that certain insight to happen
That I deem exciting and new
When I realize the laundry hasn’t been started
And there’s a little dust on the floor
And the angle of my desk lamp isn’t quite right
Was that noise a knock on the door
So I start with my room and then clean the whole house
And for good measure I clean the broom
Then I take the dirty clothes down to be washed
And end up cleaning the laundry room
Back at my desk I notice the sun
Is now making a glare on my screen
So I take just a minute to adjust the reflection
And a few minutes more to preen
Then the day outside finally catches my eye
It’s shaping up to be really nice
So I take my coffee cup to the window
Admiring nature can’t be a vice
In fact my sojourn with the world outside
Is inspiring in every respect
I feel my Muse is there beside me
It’s exactly what I expect
I can feel things really coming together
Now the mood is right, and so is the lighting
If I’m really a writer I can’t wait forever
So maybe it’s time to finally start writing
But then the phone rings and I can’t help but think
What if it’s some kind of crisis
But it’s just and old friend who wants to buy me a drink
And even writers must make sacrifices
But everything’s ready and tomorrow I’ll double
My daily output of words
Forgetting that yesterday I had exactly the same struggle
Making sentences from nouns and verbs
