im looking at an old article i wrote and all i can think is how did i write that. how did i write that. how did all of that come to me. what was the magic combination of events and chemicals that brought about that combination of words. how did i do that. how. could i ever do it again? 

if i cant i'll be a grain of sand airborne descending to the pile. a blood pump with no divinity, no right to the future, a sad sack of teeth and hair and just the memory of a few moments when i could write like lightning strikes.