living creatively is not always a choice. sometimes it is something deep inside of you that won’t settle. can’t settle, until it finds its way out. it is something felt. something glimpsed. with no name. but there it is, where it has always been, chattering in your mind, tugging at your insides, tickling your fingertips until you listen. birth it. nurture it. hold it gently. send it into the world around you.
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