Finally I did it.
After 2 weeks of contemplating whether to ask or not.
It all started with a vivid dream
About a couple of days ago, I had a sleepover at one of my best friend’s place. We chatted (a.k.a exchanged gossip) till the wee hours of 3.20am.
It might be the severe lack of sleep, but that night, I had a vivid dream. It felt so real that when I woke up, it didn’t stop and continued when I resumed sleeping.
I dreamt that I met up with my muse, in a garden, having the loveliest brunch of my life.
I dreamt that conversation was flowing easily, I felt calm and comfortable and I had one of the most stimulating dialogues of late.
I dreamt we were strolling along an art gallery afterwards, talking about life aspirations and career choices, about altruistic affections, about the uncertainties of life.
And today, my dream came true.
And exceeded my expectations.
The day started off with me being (fashionably) late for the date, a good 30 minutes. Although traffic was indeed bad, it wasn’t an excuse for the tardiness.
We arranged to meet at a well known restaurant at the Singapore Botanical Gardens.
Perfect Saturday afternoon. Leafy ambience, healthy fusion food, meaningful conversations, some jabs here and there. Time passed by too fast.
As I drove him to the airport, for a moment, I wished time would stop and I’d just keep on driving.
I would be told later, that my muse, was a significant one. He was the catalyst, in propelling my personal evolution and tipped me towards clarity in such a short span of time.
Dearests, did you ever have a muse too?
Someone who inspires you to be creative, be it at writing, composing, drawing….
Someone who gets your ideas and injects meaning and life into making them realistic?
A person whom you admire in a professional context?
A person who is intellectually stimulating enough?
That’s my context for a muse
If you do have the pleasure of meeting one, do arrange for a brunch session with them
And of course, let me know how it went.