Bombard

It's happening again!

Oh, I'm telling you it's here, slowly forming, developing and keeps me up at night. I lie in bed and instead of going to sleep I feel a wave of emotions running through my veins, and I'm telling you, it's not the blood that keeps me alive these days.

It's beautiful, new and makes me edgy so I want more, I can't help it! I'm addicted!

A new idea is haunting me!


You know about love at first sight, don't you? Well inspiration at first sight is my thing. Look at this beautiful picture, the forest, the birds and the green scenery and the running water. How beautiful, huh? And oh, there is a woman sitting on a tree trunk, how good it would be to- And bam! Explosion!

My brain explodes, the picture becomes real and a woman stands before me, telling me her stroy. She is gorgeous, smiling but the smile does not reach her eyes. She's sad, more like in pain, tortured. And she is smart, she is too proud to tell me everything so she says the more interesting parts of her life, making my imagination go wild and more new interesting stuff appear in my head out of nowhere.

So now I have questions, questions she raised and I have to seek the answers!

Not yet though, no. Now it's not the time. I need to finish the other project I'm working on and then I need to let this new idea grow in my mind before I sit down to write.

Until then though, her words are going to haunt me and chill keeps running up my spine.