those droplets are the cares of a troubled time. they are the obligations that don’t give pleasure. they are the digital distractions announced by a synthetic iPhone chime. they are the 3am worries. they are the whispers of self-doubt. they are all the ways that 2017 wants to get in the way of a simple creative routine. look at them all beaded up and ready to slide off into the blackness.
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