You're going to wander and find something new, and love it for a while just to get bored with it, and then you'll wander again, and get bored again, and nothing is going to be up to your standards. Angels will become demons. Every mile of road put to your back is a memory that you don't want to remember. You'll zig zag around the globe, and try to find another void to fill your own. Will your feet ever get tired. I say wander until you find the right fit for home. How will you know if it's the right fit if nothing meets your standards? You'll just know. Just another long December. The winter makes you laugh a little slower.
I look at creativity like a well you would dig to get water. A lot of people think there's one well, and that it's dried up. What you don't understand that if you work hard and put a little effort into finding a new well, new creativity can be found. Find a new well, or die of dehydration.
BE WELL.
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