Have you ever had that urge to drop everything you're doing and just pick up a paintbrush to splash onto paper the colors of the morning sunrise—or maybe play the guitar, plant some roses, or crank up the CD player and dance just for the sheer joy of dancing? That's creativity in its purist form—the desire to let your deepest feelings, thoughts, and impressions find form, to get out of the confines of your own imagination to take shape in ways that are visible to the rest of the world. I know at times I've been so involved in writing that I forget to eat, read the mail, or finish the laundry.
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