Friday, July 02, 2004
Nothing to Write
Maybe tonight my inspiration is ignoring me. Maybe my inspiration is just an illusion. Maybe it's just been hope that's inpired me. I don't know. But I can't write without inspiration, so tonight I have nothing to write. Not e'en the beautiful weather we've had here the last three days or the full moon tonight can inspire me. Not e'en listening to Steve Bell for hours a day, every day for the last week, is inspiration for me tonight. Not e'en the unbelievable amount of amazing real Mexican food I ate for lunch today can inspire me to write anything more tonight. My inspiration is ignoring me.