Saturday, July 25, 2015

This is what my crazy looks like.

Because, why wouldn't someone want to know what creative and crazy looks/feels like?

When you're so creatively inspired, that:

THAT'S what got you out of bed, but...

You force yourself to meditate for 10 minutes and slow down, after which...

You race downstairs to your craft room, where...

You can't move quickly enough to keep up with thoughts and ideas, so...

You create piles of fabric scraps that would seem like a mess to an outsider, but are quite the opposite from your own perspective, however...

The piles aren't enough - you must find paper and pen to make note of "categories" to create scraps of order within the piles so that all of your (literally) dozens of thoughts/ideas can be managed and addressed and properly categorized with corresponding fabrics, but...

Your brain and stomach keep yelling at you, "EAT SOMETHING, DAMN IT!"  So...

You begrudgingly run (yes, run - clearly that meditation is working) to the kitchen, and...

Since you have to wait on your oatmeal to finish cooking...

You decide that for whatever reason, people should know about the crazy that resides in your head, and so...

You finish your rapid-fire iPhone blogging while eating your (now ready-to-eat oatmeal), and...

You get back to the creative and crazy that sits in front of you:


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