but it's all coming back, its all coming back to me now.
there are moments of gold and there are flashes of light.
im ready.
there is a creativity storm brewing in my brain and rumbling in my heart.
i want structured fabrics.
i want paint.
i want leather.
i want silk scarves wrapped around my forehead, and i dont care if its passe.
now if only i could make shoes.
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