Just at the point of frustration...
Yesterday bore no creative fruits, to spite the desire and the inclination. Still, it would seem today it will be an entirely different matter. A arbitrary comment lead to a thought, which lead to an idea. Then like a whirlwind it sucked me into its vortex. No plan, just a vision; with every possibility of pointlessness and no end result.
But what a rush, to just create again. Free. Without thought.
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