Belgian Chocolate and Fruit Tea
March 31st, 2007
every day, i have a new Quote of the Day on my Google homepage. the quote du jour a few days ago was one by a Jack London - who he is or why his coffeeshop philosophies are able to command a spot on the ever-powerful Google, i regret to inform i do not know, but i suspect he is a writer, not because i have read his work, but because the nature of his aforementioned quote kinda lends a clue - and the quote said :
“You cannot wait for inspiration to happen, you have to go after it with a club.”
reading it, i was glad someone out there could commiserate with me. i was without a doubt at the nadir of my inspiration curve (productivity against time on the axes) that day, and at this point in time, it was a situation not to be had. i was desperate to produce good work from my fingertips, and so i was spending all of my days in Starbucks, which to me is Inspiration Central. but it’s been 9 consecutive days of lattes and americanos, still no dice. then i trawled the high-spirited streets of Pudu and Brickfields, immersing myself in the life and the culture and the noise, in an impetuous attempt to leech off the throbbing energy of both places; but even curry laksa and colourful silk scarves could not help me paint mental pictures. i thought the tiramisu in Alexis would help, candied nut topping and all, but three slices later (spread over three days of course) all i have is a bit of a sickly feeling in my stomach. even blog-hopping olympics aint helpin’.
what the HELL does it take for a little bit of inspiration these days??
today i woke up and decided there is no way i can give up on myself. i will squeeze my inspiration reserves dry to the very last drop if that’s what it takes. so back to Starbucks it is.
i texted him to ask, “baby, mkiara or bangsar?”
and he said, “m kiara, coz that’s whr i fell in love with u.”
and so i am back in the place where Martian and i first met. absolutely brilliant - just sitting at this very table, i’m able to tap into all this energy i never knew was present. i’m not at our first table; i’m at our second table, where one morning we sat at for breakfast; eggs in a cup and waffles. our first table is behind me, occupied by a man and his girlfriend, both giggling over something funny on their laptop. i am brought back to 2005 today; sitting opposite each other at that table, talking about silly things, getting to know each other. sometimes i cant believe how from that one day, things have hurtled and spun so out of control to finally arrive at where we are today. what if we hadnt met that day.. what if i had agreed to go play Dota with my brothers and my then boyfriend? i would not have met my Martian, and i would not be happy now. we would just be random people in each other’s lives.
on the way here, i took a route that i take all the time but never think twice about. but today i looked out the window and remembered a lot of things. like how i was sulking one time in the car, and wanted to go home. mysterious buildings. butterfly sensations in my stomach. godiva boxes in my lap. an anxious best friend, an angry exboyfriend.
just beyond the glass windows from where i’m sitting now is Somo, where Martian and i spent our New Year’s Eve a couple of months ago. we kissed when the fireworks burst into the sky, and there was all this party foam in our hair. it was all so sweet and so fulfilling.
but nothing beats that first day. nothing at all. the sugar and milk station is still in the same spot.
warm toast with jam. mmmmm i’m happy.
Entry Filed under: Martianisms, Musings
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