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Inspiration is a Horrible Friend
Inspiration loves you, but they’re not in love with you
Inspiration is the worst kind of friend. They’re a flighty, fickle friend who is always late for lunch and who constantly leaves you stranded at parties after having left with someone more daring, dangerous, and talented the moment you turn to fetch them a drink.
You’re in love with inspiration. Deep down, you know the truth. Inspiration loves you, but they’re not in love with you–they never were, and they never will be.
But you still wait for them. Your heart breaks every time you check your phone, hoping for a text and finding nothing. You try not to cry over your laptop at the coffee shop. You simultaneously can’t believe inspiration stood you up again and expect to be stood up because you know inspiration deserves better than your feeble, meager talents.
Working with inspiration is agony. It’s like living in a Greek tragedy. You know everything is going to go badly in the end. The only interesting part is discovering the new ways inspiration will ruin your life and your art by leaving when you need them the most.
But the way it feels when you and inspiration are in sync? Oh my god. It’s a glorious euphoric bliss. You are transported to another realm where time and space are meaningless. You…
