It’s 5:17 in the DARK morning, I am half way through my workout, but I want to put my artistic vision that blossomed in my heart during the night onto paper.  I want to do it NOW. I find the paper…  Do some physical therapy…  breathe hard while I  get the crayon… do some more PT…  breathe…  Oh! Blue tape, that will be good.  Tape it down…  more PT… …Enough, you get the idea…  The Muse had grabbed me.  Again. The other thing that happens when you engage in life in general and in art in particularly is that passion …