"As I sat there, in the dark I began to formulate an idea. I always knew what I wanted to do with my life, but I had allowed the idea to become buried in so many layers of despair that my muses couldn't reach me. But with the clear mountain air in my lungs, and the depression burned away in the light of this new endeavor, the muse came screaming to the forefront of my mind.
"Now, all I needed was the time to refine the idea. And what better time than the present."