Finding forgotten me...
Today I was walking along the streets of Barcelona, enjoying the sunshine. Then I passed an art supply store. Something told me to get in there, I just had to. The moment I entered the smells flew to me in gentle streams. The smells of my old life, paintings, brushes, powders, ink, crayons, liquids.....the life of creating with your hands. I instantly started to cry. This made me understand how much I have missed this expression and also more important, how much it is ME! I bought a shitload of stuff and ran home!
I will starve for a month, but I am Happy Now! Hehehehe!
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