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