How is it that creativity is both a hothouse flower and a common weed?
On one hand: fragile, needy of precise conditions and tedious care.
On the other: invasive, evasive and manically maverick.
Or perhaps it’s only my creativity that grows as both an orchid and a dandelion?
Yeah, that’s probably it.
If anybody’s got crabgrass and flamingo lilies growing in their head it would be me.
Bottom line: Let your creativity grow however it darn well pleases. Fuss about its orneriness after the sprouting’s done.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
