Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
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There aren’t many things at which I think I’m great. Even when I’m told I’m great at something, it takes a lot more to convince me. However, there is this one Thing I think I do very well. At the very least, I have a lot of confidence in myself when it comes to this Thing. I really hate being immodest (which is why I don’t name the Thing), but you have to know how I feel about my abilities relating to the Thing to understand why I feel the way I do about the incident. Last night, I was given some unsolicited advice on how I could improve my Thing. And it made me a little cranky. Perhaps I’m oversensitive when I’m criticized on something I feel is a strength of mine, butI don’t want advice on how to improve this Thing because, quite frankly, I don’t feel there’s much room for improvement. There, I’ve said it. Witness my impudence.
Today took away the crankiness that kept me from sleeping well last night. Ten continuous hours in the studio plus my ideas from last Friday’s lazy session produced some pieces that turned out better than I had hoped. Even my professor seemed impressed with my work. It was nice to feel successful in the studio after my confidence had been shot down the night before.
The icing on the cake was the voicemail message I received while working in the studio. The woman from the clay job called and wants to arrange an interview two weeks from now.
Isn’t it nice when the good things erase the bad?
I like your post title. Of course, I’m a bit obsessed with Friends right now.
I was hoping someone would catch the Friends reference!
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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