Inspiration doesn’t strike. You hunt it.
Waiting for a spark is a myth.
Most people scroll, save, forget.
They gather kindling – but never light the match.
That line that punched you in the ribs?
That image that haunted you for days?
That offhand comment that made the room go quiet?
Those are embers.
Not just to warm your soul, but to start a fire.
Use them.
Build with them.
Turn sparks into signal.
Inspiration isn’t some rare lightning bolt.
It’s dry wood – piled up and ready.
But only if you strike.
The difference isn’t what you notice.
It’s what you ignite.