



Have you ever encountered a muse?
A muse will walk into a room and capture your eye. They smile and laugh- warming the space around them. A quick introduction and she’s back to charming her friends. She’s dressed beautifully, the attention to detail is impressive, you get it… she’s a pretty girl.
But then she grabs you by the arm… your eyes connect and she smiles the warmest smile. She apologises for forgetting your name saying “I’m the worst” - and asks if you need another drink.
As the night goes on and the conversation is flowing. You find yourself sitting in a dark corner watching this woman chain smoke and nurse her drink. She asks you about your passions… leaning in closer to hear you over the chatter.
At first you’re not sure if you’re boring or impressing her… it makes you talk more. Her responses tell you she is listening. She looks up at you through her lashes and asks “what’s stopping you?”
You know the answer… it’s yourself. It doesn’t need to be said.
She smiles and it’s intoxicating. She starts talking about her hopes and dreams, the things she loves, how life is short. Rambling about seemingly random topics that end up connecting.
She places her hand over yours and says “we can do fucking anything and everything. We could run the world if we wanted to. We just have to do it.”
The night ends and you part ways… thinking of ways to rule the world.
Art by r/LuluValentinaArt