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You must have noticed by now that I write from time to time. I know I don’t do it brilliantly, but you can’t t blame me for trying (LOL at myself)
But to write you need ideas, and this is where the bumpy ride starts because, sometimes my brain feels like a fountain where clear water flows, those ideas are like light bulbs, they illuminated it all, they are easy to work with and to put out there. Other times, there is cloudy water, those are good ideas but not easy to work with and even harder to put out there. And at times, and these are very scary moments for me, there is nothing.
Those terrifying glooming days. Those dark, sad days, where there is absolutely no inspiration as if the world had stopped moving and there is nothing I can do to make it spin again. It is just simply the most devastating sensation of all. There is silence.And, I could even say that I become silence myself. But those days, don’t last. I couldn’t bare it, otherwise.
To summarize- or I will be boring you here forever- I have to be ready for when the flow of beautiful ideas come to me. When does that happen? I don’t know. Why do they come and go? I still don’t know. They come and go as they please as if they were alive. They go wherever and to whomever they wish to.
Sometimes all I can do is wait for them. I wish I could go and start asking to the pedestrians if they have seen my ideas running wild around the city. But, surely, I will be taken to the closest hospital.

Yoneko Shiraishi is a writer, who loves sharing posts about life, and love. She also works as a consultant

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