42 degrees
running
and coming back to canvas.
Could this be any better?
Watching my breath
and then it settles down
and is directed toward
the creation of something new
in front of me.
The creative process
is a good one.
It challenges you
everyday.
It makes you reach down deep
and sprint that
last 50 yards
to reach goals
that you never knew
even existed.
And yet
they are there.
Another day.
Another part of a series
met with
frustration
and then satisfaction
that somewhere you
pulled that out of yourself.
And it works.
