When the lyrics are half written and melody is in a sciff. The Chords are almost there and I wonder, not too hard, when and where the next moment of inspiration is going to happen. Been stuck on a train a few times without a pens and that really sucked. Sometimes on the train I day dream of songs I would like to teach myelf in order to work on the inner songwriter self. sound weird? Feels like some times that person is the person I have best conversations with. Besides my wife.