Over the last years, my Muse acted like a nun and did hardly a thing to inspire me...
Like a virgin, she sat there, when I wanted to design things or come up with a concept, smiled at me, and if she was veeeeery gracious, she gave me a tiny peck from time to time...
But some weeks ago, she somehow seems to have changed her mind and over night she turned into a freaking nymphomaniac - It doesn´t just feel, like she kissed me, she kind of fucks me all the time and I feel like bursting with creativity...

Right now, there´s so much that I´d like to try.. Producing sculptures, painting walls, designing clothes, taking pictures of all kinds with all kind of cameras..

Yes, she gave me all this - the ideas, the appetite for expressing myself in any way..
But of course this has to happen now... When I have so little time to do all the things I want to..

See what she´s done, I´m even writing journal entries now
Just had to get that off my chest at last!


Have you ever experienced something like that before, too?