after a week

i've been gripped by a certain compulsion. something about the way the week went has left me in a creative rapture. i wrote eight pages today and my brain still needs to let out more. it's a certain numb feeling that comes from all channels bursting at once that can only be faught by writing. if this is anything like what has happened before, i will be dry for the next week. but this is fine. you have to ride it when you're on it.