I have been lacking inspiration. Maybe because it’s the middle of a dull, gray January, or maybe because math is killing me slowly. Whatever the reason, my creativity has been zapped.
I did manage to spot these steps on the way home Sunday. Located downtown Bellingham, I remember not to long ago when they looked like a giant, dirty mess. However, now that the design is complete, I can appreciate the pieces of rock and broken glass carefully arranged to look like streams running down a hillside.
If only I could put my brain to some good use and create something beautiful…or write something. Creativity can be such a curse sometimes. It’s hard to summon and seems to appear when it wants rather than when I want. I think my creativity is laying on a beach somewhere sipping margaritas.