Right now I sit at the dinner table and listen to my dad play a piano song on his computer. The clock in my head starts to tick loudly. Getting louder and louder, forming the words that will soon become my next master piece. And then Voila! An inspiration happens. The clicking of the laptop keys go off instantly. I have become a musician. And this is my piano.
My excitement builds as I write more and more. Now I have finally reached the end. As Facebook is glued to my parents faces, nothing is going on any more. The music is at it's end.
All this from an inspiration.