A few days ago I woke up crying. It was weird. I felt really tired even though I had just woken up and my face was all wet. I’m guessing that I had a dream that scared me so much that I started to cry, but I have no memory of it. And an even weirder thing was that I had this urge to write, to type, to get downs words but I had no idea what they were.
It was able three in the morning on a school night but I got out of bed turned on the computer and started to type. They were a bunch of random sentences, nothing made sense, until I remembered something from my dream, or at least I think it was from my dream, and it was a picture of a boy sitting on the beach holding an old photo. Never in my life had I been in a situation like that but in the end here is what I got written out of remembering that image:
“I wanted to touch his vulnerable face. Being near him is like push and pull, tugging hard at my heartstrings. He was a slow and gentle sea and dangerous and wild storm all in one. Why did he have to be struggle and fight while calm and pleasure hid away in the darkest corners of his mind? Pain, felt and seen, in his eyes of light ember, burning in the memories that haunted and scared and thoughts of the future that loomed deep in his heart and dragged him to despair.”
So, yeah. I write a little weird, sorry. But that was how I was inspired. I have had other weird, random moments of inspiration like while riding in the car or just taking a walk, but this was by far the weirdest. I usually keep a notebook or post its near me just in case something comes to mind at random moments and I have a whole notebook full of random little notes and poems. I never know whether or not I’ll be able to write a book. It’s a distant dream of mine, but something I know I will always be is inspired.
So what gets you inspired? Have you had any weird inspirational moments in your life? Let me know I’m not the only one!