You never know when inspiration will hit you, or where it
will come from. It just hits you, like lightning. And it catches your soul on
fire.
I’ve
always considered myself a kind of lightning rod. I never really understood
why. Was it my imagination, my open mind, my sensitive and caring nature?
All I
know is, that lightning struck me for the first time when I was young, and it’s
found me ever since.
It
strikes me anywhere, at any time it pleases.
It sends me searching for napkins
in restaurants, begging for pens….
It has
me tearing out of bed, nearly falling on my face before I find myself running
to my computer….
It wakes
me in the night from my deepest of dreams, brings me back from the innermost
reaches of my mind.
It
terrifies me… invigorates me… it excites me.
It makes
my blood hum in my veins and makes my nerves tingle.
It makes
every inch of me come alive as I feel the inspiration burning in my skin.
It makes me feel more alive than I've ever felt.
It makes me feel more alive than I've ever felt.
It’s a
scary feeling sometimes—wild, uncontrollable—but it’s exciting just the same.
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