When I feel the blues like this, my first instinct is to want to create a new world all over again. I think world-creating is my way of escaping. It’s so enjoyable to bask in the warmth of a fresh sun and see a million new faces waiting to be defined. New characters .. new languages .. new technologies ..
Mm, perhaps I’ll seize the fleeting moment .. close my eyes .. create. It’s during times like these when I most need the feeling of a miracle, the hope of the unexpected, the scent of the exotic.
Anyway, I think this is not too bad a world. Still rendering, though. Whoo .. a world of silky sand. Mm, I can almost taste it :)
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