I want to make stuff for the sake of it

I want to draw

And write

And craft

Just for me

Not for whomever gets to see it

So I will try

Try to make something

Anything

Especially bad stuff

And I will try

To do so daily

Though I won't beat myself up for it

For it is supposed to be fun

Armen wijd uitgestrekt Ik zie de oranje gloed die me door Mijn oogleden heen verwarmt

Constant in beweging Constant in rust Op de golven

Ik zie ze niet aankomen Soms klein Voel ik mijn vingers  – alleen mijn vingers deinen Met mijn ademhaling mee Soms verassend groot Spoel ik bijna kopje onder Dat mag Is mijn gezicht weer verfrist

It keeps working doing it's best to figure it all out no matter how many thought you start out with You end up with

well I don't know what you end up with I don't know what I am trying to think I just know my brain is working overtime Trying to tell me something But all it actually spells out is