When I’m creatively stuck,
I go for a walk
not to get exercise
or perspective
or inspiration
but simply to assert
the small triumph
of pressing my feet
into the ground
and propelling myself
farther ahead
than where I began.
When I’m creatively stuck,
I go for a walk
not to get exercise
or perspective
or inspiration
but simply to assert
the small triumph
of pressing my feet
into the ground
and propelling myself
farther ahead
than where I began.
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