I have decided I want to dance again. I have decided that even though my past life is in the shredder and my skills and tastes and everything else have changed (strange new world) that ok I HAVE A BLANK PAGE!
That blank page doesnt scare me. Its what I wanted. I wanted RID of all the noise and clutter and invasions....until I had....nothing. A blank page.
And now......now I can take up my brush and my palette, and I can daub great huge colorful strokes, or I can draw one tiny raindrop in a single corner. As I like. I can put anything there I want.
Its my page.
Time to dream again and plan. And nobody else has to like it one little bit. It belongs to me. And I'm going to paint my own page.....my way.
It belongs to me.
That blank page doesnt scare me. Its what I wanted. I wanted RID of all the noise and clutter and invasions....until I had....nothing. A blank page.
And now......now I can take up my brush and my palette, and I can daub great huge colorful strokes, or I can draw one tiny raindrop in a single corner. As I like. I can put anything there I want.
Its my page.
Time to dream again and plan. And nobody else has to like it one little bit. It belongs to me. And I'm going to paint my own page.....my way.
It belongs to me.