Originally written last Wednesday in July of 2011.
I came to a strong realization tonight after spending an hour with a dear friend of mine. A strong realization about myself. I felt a strong burst of creativity, and as I rushed to write down my ideas, an epiphany swept over me. This was the first time in over 2 years I felt the joy of creativity this strong. Coinciding with what seemed to be minor depression, art was boundless. I thought back to my last creative episode. I appear to reach a peak of ideas during states of hardship, or rather, depression.
From sadness swims forth joy.