Inspiration

There is no inspiration in a screw.  Perhaps you felt inspired in the heat of the moment, the peak of the mountain, before you came back down the other side.  A momentary vision of bliss, spread before you as far as you can see.  The next moment the questions start.  Was it worth it?  Was it that good?  Did it mean anything?  When will it happen again?  Shrinkage sets in.  You can hear the slide whistle in the background, your own personal soundtrack moving you through the moments.  Indeed, a screw is just a screw, when you don't turn it.  You need tension, you need torque, you neeed to infuse your will upon that screw, make it move, bring the right tools to that screw, winding meaning through the wood.  There is no inspiration in a screw, when statically standing at attention.