Wednesday, March 24

Inspire me

That is my desk.  Yes, some of you may recognize it as my bathroom.  I find the lighting in there moody and tempermental.  I find the height ratio of the counter with my toilet seat to be perfect.  Complete with my i-touch, butterfly mug, yellow note pad, Muji 0.5 pen and my trusty rusty old acer, my 'writing-only' laptop, I was on a roll.  Internet-less and perched on cold marble, my words flowed like a open faucet.  I am in the midst of trying to complete my book, the one that has been sitting around for 3 years.  Yes, that love one.  I am on a mission to finish it before the end of the month.  It's rough though, writing for hours means emotionally draining for hours.  I have been at it for 3 days straight.  I sleep so well every night.

What do I have for inspiration?
My archive of beautiful photos... photos I have collected over the years



Source: Various

For those who know little of me, they think I love harshly.
For those who know me, they know I love sparingly.
For those who know me well, they see me love recklessly.
For those who love me, they see me for who I am.
For those who I love, I love wholeheartedly.

I hate love.
I hate it for the amount of me it makes me put out there.
Loving someone is just as good as being loved.