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Lately, I've been dreaming about work. I am actually working in my sleep... designing, critiquing, sometimes even handling photoshoots. As forms and follow through have been stalking me into my dream life I've begun to wonder where I went wrong. I used to dream about creativity, now it's all become office politics and work stress.

At some point in the past, oh little bit, my creative work life has melded into a plain old work life. While I still do have the word "Creative" in my title, I don't really feel as if I'm flexing my creative muscles. This is fully reflected by my neglect of this blog and any personal writing. It's not fair to say that I just simply don't have time. While my life is constantly changing, it's not so much that I couldn't make time. Perhaps I've subconsciously chosen a bit of internet seclusion. Or maybe it's chosen me. Either way my lack of creative writing or outside creative pursuits is definitely not suiting me at the moment. I've basically stopped carrying a camera and that used to be such a big part of my continual search for new and interesting.

I want to go back to the world of creative idea generation and feeling somehow, more complete. I think that starts here...

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