The world is my muse. Just look around, focus on any one thing and inspiration will come. I am bewildered by all; the strangers I pass on my way to class, the shattered beer bottle outside my dorm, even the couch I am sitting on now. Every thing has a story behind it and I see inspiration as the untold story of anything. As I search for the 'correct' answer, I find myself looking everywhere and so that must be it. Everywhere, everything, and everyone is my muse.
I've loved the stars ever since I was 12. I have studied them since then whenever I have free time. I keep an eye out every night for something new to see. I have yet to see a comet or meteor shower, but I know I will one day. My late grandfather loved the night sky, but I never knew. I am a city girl stuck in the country, but every night, I enjoy only the one thing that has gotten me through these fast 5 1/2 years of my life.