I think there is great beauty in the space between:
The space between sleep. The space between our brown-bagged lunches. The space between radio commercials.
Life. It clicks by:
In the flashes of headlights. The clanking of spoons. The aching of hands and feet.
And no matter how hard we try, there is never enough time.
If only we had a chunk of guaranteed solitude/money/focus/energy/inspiration to accomplish those jeweled ideas; how satisfying to sit down and complete a task with excellence, not stopping until it is done.
If only, Dear Reader. If only.
But maybe—just maybe—there is an unsung beauty in the slow and steady drip. The chipping away. The one page at a time.
Because getting there is half the fun, love.
Your canvas has been here all along.
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