P.D: I struggle with the idea of what inspiration really is, it seems like a word that is most often applied in retrospect after a whole lot of shit-kicking has been done. Some things excite me, some things aggravate me, I write a vast amount of shit before I arrive at anything I like, anything that feels familiar or too easy I just avoid like grim death and when something finally gets pulled together into a cohesive final thing I would be lying if I said I could identify any single moment or point of inspiration. If I ever do have a breakthrough moment where a whole lot of things fall into place, it’s only because the constituent parts have been chasing each other around the back of my brain for weeks or months in advance of the supposed ‘aha’ moment… is that inspiration?
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Suppressing our emotions is like trying to keep a blown-up beach ball under the water. We keep pushing it under and it takes so much effort to keep it there …