Have you ever had one of those days where you wake up and you just want to do every-little-frickin-thing? Yeah. I woke up and immediately wanted to create something. Everything. Right now.
I mean, I had a fiery vengeance to work on new poems, rework old poems, do some more writing for the photography book I've been asked to co-author, and to doodle some new cartoons, and to mod podge the shit out of some collages. I wanted to be consumed by creativity and OWN IT.
Then, I spent the next hour on Facebook and Google+. (sigh...) I'm still itchy, though. Ready to tear through some poetry like my life depends on it. But I also want to make collages... and look through photos for inspiration... and finish that book of poems by Malcolm Lowry.
I mean, the trouble here could be that I've been awake since 6:30 a.m. and have emptied an entire pot of coffee by myself. Whatever. I'm going to Hobby Lobby....