Inspiration its a wrido, it appears in the middle of the night, you see it in the eyes of a stranger, in an old man hand, in the middle of ***, in the wake up of a hangover night, in the pooping time, inspiration its a wird Little man that enters when noone asks, and when you call for him he will never arrived
Like a butterfly if you try to reach it it wll be more hard, like a cat if you want to play with it you never know if it wll play or it Will attack.
inspiration is this little strange man that comes and go, inspiriation is such a free man.