Dear all-ruling cosmos/being/self(delete as applicable), why is it you decide to make my mind suddenly start working double-time when I have work in eight hours? Now I'm not going to get the sleep I need and I'll cut myself shaving in the morning.
Naturally I'm not meaning to sound ungrateful for having inspiration - a lot of people don't ever get inspired, so for it, I am very thankful. I just think there are better times for my soul and mind to connect so well.
I'm not entirely sure what it is that's inspired me and I've no idea what it is I'm being inspired to do - but I felt the need to document the experience.
That is all - in summation: inspiration is a strange thing that comes in many ways. And it freaking rocks.
To the one fo you who actually read this: Ever been inspired? To do what? What do you think caused it? 2000 word maximum - you have two weeks!
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