A morning. A shower.
A light pouring into the room.
A purpose? An inspiration?
Where can I find them?
Searching for something,
To spark and ignite the fire unlit for too long.
Flipping through old pages and finding nothing
But a smile on my lips as I remember old times.
Sitting back and wondering
How the times have changed so quickly.
Still- no inspiration.
My laptop is open to the movie from the night before.
A sudden excitement arises in me
While I set aside the need for something better,
Something more creative,
As I grab a blanket, get comfy on the couch, and
Press play on the unfinished movie.
Inspiration can wait.