I guess there's not a lot of room for inspiration when you work every day and then go back to your tiny-teeny apartment mainly to get some sleep?!....
I tried looking through the streets of NYC to find my lost inspiration. I thought I caught a glimpse of it from time to time, but it kept hiding....
My inspiration has a mind of it's own and cannot sit still in me.
What can a person do?
Go to see Next to Normal one more time (;
PS. A glimpse of inspiration from the Met:
"I am always looking outside, trying to look inside, trying to say something that is true. But maybe nothing is really true. Except what's out there. And what's out there is constantly changing."
Frank Robert 1985
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