I’m suffering from blockage. In the worst of ways. I feel completely depleted and uncreative. Heck, it was like pulling teeth to write this blog post, but I decided I needed to get it out because I need to remember these days. The days that feel like my creative bank has been overdrawn, and who likes NSFs anyway?
So now what? What am I going to do to get myself back where I need to be? Nothing. Yup, that’s right. A whole lot of nothing. I’ll take care of office things and lingering emails, but I refuse to become frustrated. Instead, I’ll read, watch movies that make me feel something, and maybe hit up a museum. I’ll likely conclude my night tucked away in the magazine section at Barnes&Noble. Just staring, soaking in, and making deposits.
This picture? Well, it’s a piece of art I bought at an antique fair. It’s a rusted rim of a 1953 Thunderbird and sea nest. Or something like that. I didn’t really have to know what is was because upon first glance, I loved it. I made me feel something. It made me happy. It made me feel alive. And I knew I needed it in my house.
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