Taking a break from paper writing, thought I'd stop in and say hey...so hey. Been working on other things all day, instead of the papers for grades. Creativity just calls sometimes. Who am I, a mere mortal, to argue with this tempermental muse that circles me, waits until I'm busy, and then demands I work for her? I adore her, so I do as she wishes. Stories have been flowing easily today, and I think she is rewarding me by making my mundane paper topic as clear as she wishes it to be. Thank you, my Muse. Pay homage to your own muses today. Don't neglect them, or they may never come back to you, fickle faerie-gods that they are. I believe in magic and in magick. Do you?