So...the sleep deprivation associated with Polyphasic adaption has kicked in! YAY!
So I'm not 100% sure what to write about. I have had that same experience as before, where I start thinking of something to write and then don't write it down.
Actually there are two things that I should write down. The first was that at the gym, whilst Wim Hoffing and sitting on my Butt Pillow (I have an injured Coccyx...long story for another 3am chat) I thought about starting to write down an actual story from Twisty Branches. It went something like this in my head:
Twisty awoke with a start as she ripped her sticky drooling face from the expensive leather lounge. Douglas had just returned from his 4am morning run, (incidentally the only time he ever left his apartment) and was nudging Twisty's slumbering body with his left running shoe.
"What are you doing this time? Why are there all these god awful ropes all over you?"
Twisty sat up shifting a significant amount of hair from her field of view, bring into focus the very camp man in active wear standing akimbo before her."They're part of an important experiment on the sleeping body and how tangled you can get whilst you're asleep. It's for a case." Twisty shook her head for a second time trying to remove the fog from her vision. "How did your run go?" Twisty asked trying to change the subject.
"Don't try and change the subject." Douglas softened his facial expression but his body language remained stubborn. "I'm worried you're going to strangle yourself with all this nonsense. This case doesn't seem good for you."
"Well see, that's the part that doesn't fit. How did the victims get so tangled up in the branches?! How did they even get up that high in the trees? Who are they anyway?..." Twisty stood up revealing her multicoloured spaghetti impression as the many climbing ropes fell off her. "And what about the birds Doug!?"
"You're a crazy bird!" Douglas's body finally gave in to his face and he turned on his heel and headed for the kitchen.
So there you are... now that's not really what happened in my head at the gym, only the very beginning did. But I wonder if it's any good.... Is this interesting? Does it intrigue? How many ropes where there? Tune in next time on "Nommy's 3am foray into writing things down with his ever-so-quiet keyboard!"