Can has a little rest now?

I think I've reached the end of the weeks-long inspiration marathon. Or, at least, I'm at a resting spot since I finished a section of what I'm working on.

It's been a strange thing. I feel like writing, and it's there. People keep talking to me and interrupting...and it's there. The kids are yelling in the other room, and it's still there. I'm too tired to write, and it's still there. I get sick and I feel like crap, and it's still there. I can barely concentrate because it's so late, and I finish and I look at it and it's still there!

I know I form it, I know I have input, but it's also kind of like taking dictation. If that makes sense.