Inspiration.
What a strange word.
I’ve noticed that inspiration doesn’t come- at least not for me- when I want or expect it. In fact, it tends to come when I don’t want it, when I want nothing to do with it, and when I need to rest. Tonight, when I came home from work, and my Grandma helped me build a tiny rat garden, like one that I saw on TikTok when I couldn’t sleep the other night.…
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