07.22.18
Maybe you can't turn on a dime or wake up a changed person. Perhaps it's slower and much more subtle. I still feel that there are those epiphanies, however. You can look around you and realize that person you were a year ago isn't around anymore. On one hand a bit of a surprise, on another, not so much. It's been happening every moment after all.
My creativity got pushed aside for the last couple of years. Eventually, I even stopped dipping my toes into the waters of poetry. I feel it creeping back a bit. Hiding in the shadows and meeting me in my dreams. Excited to see what comes of it, or if anything does at all.
Tis the season of heat and nosebleeds.
My creativity got pushed aside for the last couple of years. Eventually, I even stopped dipping my toes into the waters of poetry. I feel it creeping back a bit. Hiding in the shadows and meeting me in my dreams. Excited to see what comes of it, or if anything does at all.
Tis the season of heat and nosebleeds.
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