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.