How I Found My Muse
Let me try to explain, the amazing way I found my muse. One day, away in Istanbul, later than usual, I made my way down to the hotel gym for some exercise.
Running in place, in an empty space, I drained my waste like I always do. And then, I heard the grunt, and the weights go clunk, I just waited and watched her work it through.
Not a word, nor a glance, but it felt like nothing I ever knew, it went straight through me, it raised me out of my emptiness. It filled me with energy, I forgot who I am and what I should do.
And then, the mirror connected us, her eye to mine, her brown to my blue, her sun to my moon, and I knew, from that moment on, I had found my muse.
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