Words came easily to me, a river flowing from my head to the page. A symphony of emotions swirling together from the heart. For months that hasn’t been the case. Words have completely voided me.

Each interview felt like a wound reopening. I’ve found myself holding back on my usual sarcastic humor. This is a new low, a low wouldn’t even wish on Saki K himself.

“When’s your next album, Juno? Surely it’s coming soon.” A smile, A nod. That’s all I can truly give in that moment. “Soon.”

’It’s no sooner than Luffy finding the one piece.’ I thought, fiddling with a ring. I just need something, someone? Anything at this rate. It could be Jesus Christ himself for all I care. In that moment I felt my usually jovial self slipping away.

Stepping out of the studio I walk briskly towards my car. Flashing lights blinding me the cameras getting closer and closer to my face. ‘Vultures’ I thought, only care about their money not how they get it or who they’re hurting.

Until her, a stranger who flipped my axis as if I was a globe. She stood at the back camera in hand. Not one of those high tech ones, a film camera.

‘Is it possible to fall in love with a stranger?’ Shaking my head I internally scold myself at the absurdity. Of course it’s not possible this is real life not a shoujo. It doesn’t stop my feet from moving on their own.

“You’re odd. I like those kind of people” Thats weird to say. Closing my eyes I sigh internally. What am I going to do with myself. A laugh broke me out of my thoughts. The kind of laugh you’d only hear in your dreams. Would it be too far to say an angel?

‘I found my muse’