Where does inspiration come from? I wish I knew. There's been little to inspire me lately. Don't get me wrong. I love my life. I could not ask for a better partner. I could not ask for a better family. Friends are wonderful. But there is a serious lack of inspiration. Work certainly does not offer it. I've been feeling like it's been the cause of the drain. I was hoping some changes would help. But changes will just happen. I am not sure how inspiring they will be. Maybe some new blood will affect things. Maybe.

Then, maybe, what I need to do is shift my point of view. Maybe work isn't where I should look for inspiration. I do believe that companies don't want innovators. They want people to just churn out the same shit. The customer base just wants the same crap. Over and over again. Why try to do something new when they just push you down? And how does one who is supposed to inspire get inspired? I don't know.

Maybe it's by looking outside for those little things that make you feel good. Like my weekly vegetable delivery, the upcoming show Glee, or Idina Menzel. Or maybe, it's the power walks through Central Park, the sparkle in Mike's eye when he sings I Want To Be In America, or coloratura soprano Sumi Jo. Maybe that's what I need to look at. Maybe I need to remember that work is just work. That inspiration does not come from work. But from everything else. Everything else that really matters. Because, when you think of it, work doesn't really matter. It's what you do after that does. Later.  ¶ 10:55 PM