Inspiration?

[Boss Radio]

Fantastic.

I loved what I wanted and not what I had. I ran around in circles chasing a tail that had evolved away centuries before. I was silly all the time. Broke all the time. Yet my heart pumped firmly in favor of novelty and imagination. There was love coursing through me with no real outlet, and so I let it pour out in rivulets that encircled ideas and concepts more than the real that surrounded me from all sides.

Sheer poetry.