I once spent a whole afternoon shopping for the perfect pair of shoes to wear to a fancy dress party. Exhausted, I got on the metro to ride home. I was sitting in a daze and was surprised when my stop came. I jumped up, got off the train and left my shoes behind. Sadly, I had to wear a pair of shoes I already owned to the ball that evening.
I think that is how many people feel about the muse. They get access to their muse for brief unscheduled moments before it vanishes again. It’s luck, it’
Published on June 03, 2009 07:23