"Just because I have a disability doesn’t mean that I’m disabled."
These kind of posts seem to be the harder ones to write. Not due to any particular depth or grittiness,
but due to the shear lacking of inspiration. I’ve written about being
uninspired before on the blog. For me, it seems to come in cycles. Inspiration
is like riding a rollercoaster. The trek to the top can be long, arduous, and
emotionally crippling at times. Your heart feels heavy. The world close and boxed in. As creators, what we crave
more than anything is the mental sense of falling.
The moment when you’re looking over the edge of the coaster, the drop just
inches from your seat. Time slows down as your mind races to comprehend the
situation. And just as the thoughts trickle in, you drop. A crescendo of sensations come racing up. Speeding downwards, the winds of inspiration ripple
back across your face as every known emotion comes flutter up like a cage of
butterflies just released. This sensation is how
inspiration feels. What seems to be the only problem is that I’m terrified of
rollercoasters.
