You know you are inspired by something when you find yourself staying up late night after night staring at the same thing(s) you’ve looked at a million times prior, knowing each time that you revisit it nothing has changed much since your last glance. It’s like watching a lover breathe in their slumber, like poking your finger into your puppy’s mouth to get that ticklish kiss of his tongue, like running your hands across pussy willow over and over and over again. It’s peaceful, it’s stimulating, it’s comforting. It’s plain and simple, just inspiring.
I’ve had many life changers bless my world in the last 24 years. Some are significant and continuous forces in my life, others fleeting and one timers. My latest and greatest muse has kept me fascinated and frustrated but always chuckling. He’s got a passion for life and change, starts many a roads with no direction in sight, but starts them with a quiet promise to take you places you’ll most likely never have been. And if you have, not in his way. Not in his determined, defined way. He’s thematized his life in a style that is rare to come by, with a flare that’s rooted in true belief and strong support, and above all else a stubborn spirit.
It’s my vicarious soul’s absolute dream to learn day in and day out from such a bold personality. I skim the sparse contents of his digital trail from time to time, and find myself up at night inspired by what might be, what could be, what will inevitably become of these beginnings that he created.
I find that the best life changers are those who seek to change their lives but ultimately change mine without even knowing it.
