Tapped

Inspiration did rain on me last night. And, I didn’t have it in me to get the barrels out. Turning the spigot this morning, it seems the well is dry. Or, rather, the water level has dipped below the reach of my pipe. I know there is a vast reservoir of inspiration that will, no doubt swell once more for me to draw upon. It really is no wonder, with the heat I have experienced recently, that I am tapped. I am, also, delighted that, even in expressing my current state of feeling uninspired, that the first thing that emerged from my fingers was an apt analogy for my lack of content to offer. Hoping for an inspiring day. Hope you have one too.