When there is just nothing where does one begin? My nothing is full of somethings that when put together seem to leave no time. When I clear out the clutter in my brain it just feels like a blank space. No witty observations, no real ideas for creativity just the mental equivalent to ... .
Create! my psyche screams and then I'm kicked in the belly by this new little one and my mind is back to the to-do lists and everyday. I am mildly obsessed with making "art" out of the everyday but sometimes its obvious that this point of view is just nothing special. Create! I look at her picture and then realize I do not care if its something to anyone else. She is the absolute love of my life the thing that makes my voice louder...steadier. I cannot go a minute without thinking about her or hearing her voice in my head; the perfect soundtrack to my day. She's here and there in her entirety constantly in my line of sight.
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