jamy

I love the feeling of being inspired... that moment when you are filled with intent - to create. It's like being in love, having a crush, or just knowing things are right. The lowest points of my life are punctuated an absence of inspiration. The highest points prolific rattle.

For me, when inspired, the sensation must be cast into some kind of outward expression, else it be lost. If I become inspired, I feel I must DO and this inspiration itself is a compelling emotional aphrodisiac.

I am a two bit junky in this sense. And I curse you sleep tightkeep heart.

Later On...
I almost forgot..... this morning I woke (if you could call it that), to the dreamlike sound of someone screaming for my help.... It was alarming... I was calm, but very disturbed. They sounded so frightened... I wonder.... I've never had a 'dream' like this before... I wish I could have done something to help this apparition....

Im a little worried about this.