So here's something kind of new. Last night I was trying to go to sleep, and a poem started transmitting into my head. It was like when my elderly next door neighbor falls asleep watching those episodes of Sex and the City that they put on regular cable, and leaves her living room window open with the volume cranked way up.
I was trying to be good and go to bed on time, but as soon as I started drifting off it was there. Just lines of it. I'd had a few transmissions earlier in the day, but I figured they'd stop once it was bedtime.
I didn't want to get out of bed, since that would make me hyper. I have cold hardwood floors. I didn't want to type it into my blackberry, but it was there next to my bed, so I did it. I typed a couple of lines into the note pad, and discovered that some other (mysterious) time I'd typed a few other lines there, too.
Now: to get the time to finish the transmission. I wish it would start up again soon. It was a bit like the migraine with aura I had last week, only a lot more enjoyable.