mighty imaginings

Back to work today. As a wee tonic met some old friends for a few drinks afterwards. A fine time. Lots of catching up, banter, musings and mince. A topic of conversation was the importance of recognising the creative impulse inside and finding something to do that honours it. Blip for example.
So often in life I've been kind of embarrassed or apologetic about certain aspects of my character. I've wanted to fit in. To make everyone comfortable. To not seem a bit 'weird' to some. It doesn't work. All I can do is respond to what I feel within and let it out. These mighty imaginings are mine. None other than mine. That is enough.