Because I Can't Not

We're born with it, this itch to do something, make something, invent something. Maybe it's cooking. Or building with Lego. Maybe it's singing songs no one else will hear. Maybe it's carefully planning a kind of spontaneous expression with paint, pencil, chalk, or chocolate. Or sitting at a piano, touching down different notes until they fall into pleasant form. Whatever it is we all have it in us, this urge to create, to tell a story with words or things, virtual and real, allegorical or unadorned, that helps us to say who we are and how much more we can be.

Another diamond.