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Creatives.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Oct 19, 2021
  • 1 min read

Living with a creative person is akin to living in organized chaos.


At times, totally unorganized chaos.


But endless change.


A creative finds routine stale.


Because, quite frankly, it is.


My father was a creative.


I am a creative.


At any given time you will find them in between books, projects, ideas, and updates.


Always on the pivot.


Constantly looking for more.


Thirsty for more knowledge, more ideas, more pursuits, more skills, more projects.


Right now I am in between 3 books, 5 projects, and am trying to learn 2 new abilities.


A creative isn't for everyone.


But if you happen to know one, embrace them.


The one thing they will undoubtedly do, is provide you with an existence that will never be boring.


So be sure to appreciate them.


They will color your world.


Promise.


Xoxo,

C.

 
 
 

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