I feel creative when…


I feel creative when...my chisel finally hits the pavement.

I feel creative when...my pen spills my guts onto the paper.

I feel creative when...my mind crawls out onto these pages.

I feel creative when...I write poems just so I don't waste paper.

I feel creative when...I talk about the painful and the painless.

I feel creative when...I can buy a good friend a paper weight.

I feel creative when...I get the tools to repaint a bad painting.

I feel creative when...I see a blank page & the thoughts come out in waves.

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