I’m staring here at this blank screen and wondering where is my inspiration.
It’s usually with me, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, sometimes creative and sometimes lazy, but it’s usually around.
We cleaned yesterday so I thought I had put it away somewhere.
I’ve looked under the bed, around my work table, in the closets and in the drawers. I’ve looked in the refrigerator, in the bathroom and in the hallway. I’ve looked for it between pages of books, through our Vinyl collection and then my iPod. I’ve looked for it lying down, sitting and standing. But somehow I can’t seem to find it.
Maybe I threw it out by accident. Now that’s a horrible thought. Or maybe I have just misplaced it. I do carry it around with me all the time. Maybe I forgot it somewhere over the weekend. I wonder if someone else took it. Maybe it’s at a Lost & Found. I hear they have one at the Hauptbahnhof.
It couldn’t have gone too far. It must be in Munich somewhere. I’ll take a stroll around the neighborhood.
If I don’t find it then, I’ll definitely report a lost, stolen or missing Inspiration.
Maybe it flew to NYC, São Paulo or Paris. Maybe it went on vacation to a nearby resort in the mountains, on the beach or on an island.
If you see my inspiration floating about, will you please let it know that I desperately need it to come back home?
I can’t write without it…
Photo courtesy of Elvira Souza Lima © 2012