First day of the rest of my life …

I create 

Only every now and then

Because I’m oddly ashamed of the filters I use to share my experience. The filters that I believe protect my fair needs. 

Somehow, even with the filters, I’m barren and needy. 

It makes no difference 

Does it?

A benefit

Is it?

Perhaps, I just can’t afford my creativity

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