I was talking to my roommate today about his brother. He mentioned his brother has been inspired lately, letting the creativity flow from his hands and producing some pretty disturbingly fantastic pieces. But there was a "dry spell" before this. When he first got out of rehab, feeling empty, he sat staring at blank canvases. Months went by. The canvases remained empty. I wonder what was stirring in his brain pot during this "dry spell" because the pieces I saw today were stunning. I guess sometimes it's the waiting that necessary...the thinking...the searching, then maybe the acceptance of the ideas that come.
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