…isn't that what it is? I told Bill today how hard it is for me sometimes to break through certain blocks that impede major work time in my studio. Goddess love him! He connected some dots that I was somehow not capable of seeing….and ain't dots my thing? He affirmed that not everyone chooses work where you must remain creative for hours….days ..lifetimes…that is my lot in life…such joy…such terror….he said I never would have been able to fit into the straight go to work thing…and you know i gave it a try from time to time…but I am the one who chose this fire….this edge will always be my companion…it is not a fight…it is just a fact…there is no security…no guard rails…just the remembrance of "what is and what ain't"….do I hear harmonicas?
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