Not that kind, silly...
Like I mentioned the previous post, inspirations happen at the most oppurtune times. And yes, it happened when I was taking my morning shower.
It appeared in front of me as shampoo foam on the undrained water on the blocked-drainage bathtub. I'm sure it's "yucks" for you, but this is student life without a plunger.
You know how people tell you images form in your head when you lie down on grass, and look up into the sky at the clouds?
First one was a distorted map of Europe. I could name a few: Portugal, UK, tiny Italy, and Scandinavia. It HAS to be Europe.
Next, a rough impression of a mother holding a newborn right in front of her eyes.
Then came George Washington (don't ask). Funny I could tell the eyes and the nose. It looked sad.
Welp, I had better get back to work: which is copying notes. This is posted during one of the frequent breaks I've been taking during the process. Dear me.
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