by melonbar92

inspiration is like

walking down an unsuspecting pathway and getting a sudden whiff of freshly baked bread
the smell is intoxicating and wafts in and around your nostrils
and all you can think is
and then you keep on walking and the smell is gone and you think to yourself
that was nice
i love smelling bread 

but how about tasting bread? making bread? kneading bread and baking bread and enjoying bread? sharing bread?

i’m thinking about

inspiration as a passing fragrance
a moment of bread


inspiration as something that leads to
tasting and
feeling and
creating the next bread moment for someone else
who will stop in their tracks and breathe in what you yourself have made