I felt like coloring tonight, and I’m not sure why. I certainly colored as a kid, but I never had any particular fondness for it. I actually found it more aggravating than anything else.
My coloring book advertises itself as anti-stress, but by the time I was finished coloring tonight, I realized I had been so much more excited about discovering I had a box of new colored pencils to christen, than I was about actually coloring.
Something about coloring unsettles me.
So I guess I’ll have to keep at it until I figure out what the issue is.
And that’s my bit of creativity for today.