Sometimes a creative outlet is a fun little hobby and sometimes it's a lifelong affliction. Like I crochet because making little woven animals sparks joy and I'm a writer whether I like it or not because I'm tormented by visions
nobody is doing it like harrowhark nonagesimus. she ran a planet alone from the age of ten. she memorized a 10000 page fanfic out of pure repetition. she lobotomized herself to command f and replace every instance of her gfs name. her favourite food is gruel. she constructed an entire time bubble in death to provide backstory for her lobotomy. she hallucinated coffee au fanfiction.
i think that sometimes the best thing that you can do is remind yourself that there are beaches. lakes, rivers, and ponds. there are forests. little woods and meadows. there are canyons. gullies and mountain cliffs. there are rainy days. dry spells and scorching blue skies. that the world turns. changes as much as it repeats. that feeling slow today won't stop tomorrow's high tide. won't make july's blackberries any less ripe