I’m on a quest this spring to regain my creativity.
At some point in the past few years, I feel I abandoned it along the side of life’s road. It’s probably there, looking forlorn and possibly shivering. At least I hope it hasn’t wandered off to die in the wilderness. That would be horrible.
It will be a long road back as I try to find it again, and take it in and nourish it. Hopefully this time I won’t be such a neglectful master.
Dispatches from Obscurity 