Inspiration

There is always something to write about

The sun setting perfectly behind the buildings across from my store

Cars honking at each other as the light turns green with a distracted driver at the front

The way I always take the last puff of a cigarette, letting it burn my lip

Not enough to not leave a mark, just enough to feel the pain

The feeling of hopelessness, anxiety, depression, anger

Or the opposite

The feeling of love, happiness, or satisfaction

No matter what is happening in the surroundings

Inspiration is just behind the door

You just have to want it enough to see through the glass