The school semester is almost over. Until then, posting will be postponed until I can think in a coherent process 😛
Being with you is like walking through Monet’s painted gardens
As if a painter captured the way the light ripples and shifts as we walk and talk
The world feels different and I think it’s because of you
So many thanks for giving me a lens through which to see the world anew.
Question: How do we find inspiration, and then what do we do with it? Are we empty of inspiration afterwards?