Inspiration is a funny thing. Sometimes you have it, sometimes you don’t. One minute it’s nowhere to be seen, the next it’s sneaking up behind you and tapping you on the shoulder.
You can be wandering down the grocery store aisles with no direction, then suddenly, you’re standing in front of a bundle of fresh thyme, and something inside you starts buzzing. You remember that French liquor people keep telling you about, look down at the grapefruit in your cart, and without a doubt in your mind you know exactly what you’re doing.
Sometimes you have to work hard to find inspiration. You squint your eyes and scrunch up your nose, and struggle to pull whispy strands of it out of thin air. Then sometimes, it just happens, without you ever even trying.