I woke up this morning...

...with the Bob Seger song still running around in my head. Yesterday I barely had this (extremely) basic storyline. I could tell in one or two sentences what the story was about, but I lacked details. So as I lay down in bed, staring at the ceiling while the lyrics replayed in my brian, the details of the love story of Roxanne Peters and Robert Maple began to unfold in my mind as if in a dream. I smiled as I saw the twist from my original idea revealed. Ah, you naughty Muses! Then my eyes fell on my guitar case again, and I chuckled. Oh...something tells me I'll be undusting my guitar knowledge and my experiences on the road for this story - after 15 years of ignoring them.