To say I’m an emotional person is a bit of an understatement. I’ve been told that, in a way, I never left toddlerhood: when I’m happy, it’s an all-encompassing happiness, but when I’m upset, it’s an all-encompassing sadness.
You have feel deeply — and deeper than the average — to be a creative person. You need to experience the world in a way that forces you to filter it out through writing, painting, singing, constructing. You need to know what it’s like to experience Joy in order to write about regular Joy. You need to experience Sadness2 in order to sing about regular Sadness. And you need to experience Beauty2 in order to paint regular Beauty.
A couple days ago, I had made a silly mistake. Incredibly silly. I had purchased food for a party, only to forget to put the perishables away in the fridge, leaving some very delicate…
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