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Staring at your empty hands,<\/p>

maybe out of frustration,<\/p>

or a kind of despair that passes for wisdom,<\/p>

you stop.<\/p>

You exhale.<\/p>

You tidy the kitchen,<\/p>

answer your emails,<\/p>

get on with the business of being<\/p>

a person in an impersonal world.<\/p>

And that\u2019s when it happens: creativity,<\/p>

like a shy child at the edge<\/p>

of a grown-up conversation.<\/p>

The world is unspooling,<\/p>

and the mind is given more length,<\/p>

like a reward for being a little more curious.<\/p>

Doodling, that exquisite, pointless gesture.<\/p>

A loop, a curl, a spiral that means nothing<\/p>

and says everything.<\/p>

You\u2019re half thinking about something else,<\/p>

and you see a strange little truth scratched<\/p>

into the paper, the way the hand knows<\/p>

things the head can\u2019t articulate.<\/p>

It\u2019s like one of those dreams,<\/p>

where you are flying.<\/p>

But only as long as you don\u2019t think<\/p>

too hard about it.<\/p>

The minute you try to control it, you fall.<\/p>

So we distract ourselves.<\/p>

And in distraction, we remember.<\/p>

In forgetting, we see.<\/p>

It\u2019s a maddening contradiction,<\/p>

because it\u2019s the kind of truth<\/p>

that doesn\u2019t need to be solved.<\/p>

Only lived.<\/p>

Creativity, as it turns out,<\/p>

is not a guest you can summon,<\/p>

it\u2019s the neighbour\u2019s cat<\/p>

who pops round unannounced.<\/p>

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