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So good to be away from Instagram with this always gnawing feeling that everything should be published and everything should be polished
And now I can just live
The kids and I read a whole book aloud over the last two days
I taught Emma how to make dinner
We had conversations about characters and good and evil
I am finally seeing the beauty in just creating. Not creating for perfection but creating for play, to try on something new, to see if it fits, if you learn something from it, if you can take something from it and mold it into your own.
Be a sponge. Be greedy with words and images and sounds. And then push the marbled, mixed-up versions of the inside of your head into something that comes out in words or song or image.