One thought triggers another which in turn causes another that relates to another and there you have it, the begat. Walls which rise and floors that tap, sunlight pours and fills. The table feeds and music flows. Friends gather, ideas exchanged and one takes notes. A rowdy bunch, laughter ensues. Forty three sentences in and there you have it, the one. The light flickers, eyes twinkle, everyone knows. Fingers pointed, heads turned. Assignments are made. Groans heard. One last laugh and a punch in the gut, the people scatter.
Just another day at work.