Me + Brilliant Colors = Happiness
A poem that explores the link between creativity and happiness
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Call me crazy, but I can't live without dazzling hues;
I must mix the colors together and layer them on all surfaces, whether it is a sheet of paper or a child's face.
I'm asking myself, "Are you nuts or just in arrested development? Isn't there anything more vital you could be doing, like saving the world?"
Yet, as I glance at the vast array of colors I could experiment with, I realize that if I don't act right now, I may fall into a rut or doldrums.
"Screw that," I tell myself.
For now, I'll run outside and play in a puddle of blue paint spilled from the sky, then come back inside to paint a butterfly in the rainbow.
. . .
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Irina Patterson
M.D by education -- entertainer by trade. I try to entertain when I talk about anything serious. Consider subscribing to my stuff, I promise never to bore you.
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