I had a dream...

I dream of a world where chickens can cross roads without having their motives questioned...

It's been a while since I've been able to sit down & write. & by write, I don't mean pulling my thoughts out of my head & then haphazardly splashing them across the screen. I mean, WRITE. & I don't know how to define that. I'm craving inspiration. I find them in music, photographs, movies, art, sunsets, cities, beaches &people but never in myself. & that's what scares me.