Once upon a time there was an infant who came into this world feet first kicking and screaming.
This thought came from nowhere, wondering in this moment where these thoughts are stored and how they surface when the mind goes blank and screens
Inspiration is our mental cursor. It's always streaming and moving around and searching for data, instincts, senses, images and noises for some synapse to fire.
My synapses are refiring inspirations these days. Thus
begins this blog.
It's my hope you'll follow and comment as "inspired"......