it's a bad time right now. can you come back later?

yesterday I managed to write about 4k words in my WIP. at first they were awkward and it was like pulling out my own teeth to get them to come. around 10pm, I fell back into the groove. of course by this time I was sleepy and ready for bed. then, the deluge hit. I had chunks of dialog whirring in my brain along with scenes and characters showing up non stop. none of them would settle down and be quiet. I almost had to get up and write. however, I knew if I did, I would be up all night and never get up this morning. I'm relieved though. I was beginning to think that this manuscript would be hard fought. that each time I sat down, I'd need a drink or two to loosen me up to get going. whew! am I ever relieved!! once my brain believed that this was a first draft, the thoughts just spilled out.so, when I sit down to write later, I hope these great ideas come back. I was so determined to shut them up to go to sleep, I hope I didn't chase them away forever.