Creatively I am in a vacuum, I have not painted, wrote any poetry , or sketched much of anything lately.
I am stuck
I don't want to write about breasts again!
There was a moment this morning though after coming out from the swimming pool (we go at 5:30am) I felt so content and like I needed nothing.
I know better than to try and hold something like that.... it comes and goes.
Don't we all feel like that at some point? Don't worry, it'll come to you :)
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