I've just been hit with the strangest thought- what if life was meant to be lived like this? In creative whims, floating on thoughts and relying on them for directions. I'm in this incredible headspace, which feels slightly dangerous, but has lead me from being a poet to an installation artist. Long story.
But then there is always the notion of reality. Is it sustainable to be living like this? Will it ultimately lead me to my demise?
Such questions and thoughts. But I like it.
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