Forgive me if this is short.
When I close my eyes to blink the counter timer says one thing. When they open again minutes have faded into history. I’m that tired. It is a fine fatigue though. I’ve earned it by playing with my kids, going out with friends, and finally being unshackled from my latest writing project. I’ve gotten into the mode of putting things to bed. This burst of productivity feels like it comes from a dam that is no longer willing to be stuffed up.
When it starts to flow, there are many opportunities fro creativity. The key is to not get overwhelmed and to think about the details that matter the most.