I'm finding it difficult to come up with something to write on these blank pages. I've noticed that most of my writing comes from raw emotion. That is when my fingers fly and words come easy. Could it be that everything is going so right that the turmoil I need to fuel my words is no longer available? Bittersweet, I'd say. I am the student and the teacher now. It is necessary to teach myself how to create without that turmoil. A very possible task, but one not so effortless.
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