She felt guilty all the time – dreaming of making every sweet little beautiful and inspiring thing that she could think of – all the while turning green with envy that someone had the courage to embroider Einstein’s  thoughts on a dishtowel, frame it with an old window pane and sell it to the highest bidder.

Meanwhile, her heart laughed and applauded from the corner of her soul that is lit year-round with twinkle lights, and wondered if maybe that isn’t the whole point – to be fearless in your sources of inspiration and find a way to be compensated for making the dreams of the world seem more possible.

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