Unhatched Eggs: Basking in the Blankness of an Uncreative Day
(and learning to love it)
Some days are made to build something. Others are made to take in what surrounds us. Yesterday, I had every intention of writing a new creative piece, or at least working on something in flux. But my mind would not let me have it; could not find the fuel to get any kind of fire going.
So: I recalibr…



