Quiet

Sunday morning and its raining. There’s something comforting about a soft, gentle rain tapping on the window. An occasional car goes past on the street…but other than that, quiet. It’s a morning like this when all I want is to be by myself, look deep for inspiration. If none comes, the time was not wasted. Something good always comes from self-imposed seclusion. It gives your imagination a chance to explore new avenues, generate unique ideas, toss around the impossible and find a way to make it happen. Embrace the quiet.

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