Listening to a dial tone and suddenly it beeps. A high pitched invasive beep that leaves you wondering what it means and what it was that you were waiting to do. Yes. My creativity is the most important thing in my life but I left it to linger, wither and die while I did something else. Not quite true. It’s still there, just hiding in the corner hoping no one will notice that it’s there, Like the nerd at the party who’s trying to hide from the cool people, it’s praying that no one will prey on it. Will this beep announce the arrival of another nerd to hide with? Only HE knows, HE, the one who leads and protects me from “come what may”.
non bis in idem
