I wrote this in my journal:

Two points, in time, from the middle out.

Good stories, like time, have no beginning and no end. Like life and imagination, they are most powerful when they expand in all directions. A good story that has a beginning and an end is a fallacy. They must be inspired by life and filled with limitless imagination or they are worthless.

I’ve been taking in good stories in my spare time. It seems stories have been my only unproductive creative outlet in a long while; assuming you can even claim it as such. Just about everything else has been devoted to my business, my health, social needs, raw skills… very little of my time and energy has been devoted to the pointless pursuit of art.

I need more good stories. I’m quickly growing tired of those I’ve already absorbed multiple times.

Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert A. Heinlein.

What can I say? I’m a hippy.

~Virgohippy