Sometimes it comes as a spark. Where were you all of that time?! I looked for you moment after moment with great expectation and often feeling let down. I tried so hard to find you…seemingly to no avail. Inspiration is like a train hopper.. a stereotypical crust punk hopping into town when he wishes and leaving when she wills. Inspiration is for all people men and women alike. It beckons to come take a hike on the tracks..if we like. Inspiration is sporadic and it is magical. Inspiration calls us to be a “Street Fairy”. https://youtu.be/kL3SlkMwzlg
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This is inspiration.
Musings of a Picture Frame Conversationalist. 