Five-Hundred Word Challenge 953: Searching for Inspiration

The cold is brittle and wears at my bones, or something.

Yes, it still is cold and in a couple of days it will be winter, which is the way that the passing of the seasons works or something. I think I’ve missed a few steps there but you get the idea.

Now that I have that out of the way I guess I should try and find something more engaging to talk about. However, I don’t know where to start looking.

I know that once I was looking under the couch for something. I wasn’t necessarily looking for anything particular; just something interesting. Something that could inspire the words to flow forward and lead to some sort of creation that, whilst not necessarily divine, reads profound and moving in a way that I could never have done prior to the discovery. Of course this might seem like asking for too much, but it was not.

What I was looking for was not there and so I moved on.

That was one time and now I find myself in the same situation. I could look under the bed. Perhaps what I seek is there. If it is not, then once more I move on. However, getting to that stage may take a lot of time as there are a lot of things under the bed and therefore there is the possibility of the great inspiration under there.

Maybe I’m considering the wrong place. There is the possibility that, rather than look under things I should be looking above things. Maybe I need to turn upward and see what is there. There are birds, clouds and other things, but that would be too far upward. Maybe I need to look on shelves above me. Maybe reach around those. There could be things there that aren’t just objects and dust. Then again, maybe all there is up there is dust and objects. Still that does not mean that was is there cannot inspire and so that is something else I need to keep in consideration for whatever it is that I am hoping will lead to the grand profoundness of which I hope to be able to express.

Perhaps there is a need to look inward, but looking inward is not necessarily going to reveal anything, though maybe it will. It can be difficult to tell sometimes as I may not know as to how much of what I see would just be me deceiving myself.

However, none of that matters right now. What it is that matters right now is that I am feeling the cold and I need to work through it as there are things to do, but I need my inspiration and I cannot find it at the bottom of a bottle, but the inside of a bottle can look interesting from a certain point of view. Maybe it is from multiple points of view and not one, but then again maybe the whole search is the inspiration.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:21:15

A mess, but perhaps not as messy as some of the other stuff I’ve written.

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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