Making something is hard.
Like making your bed.
Making something out of nothing is harder.
Like an oil painting.
Like making your day.
Making your day awesome.
Or making your day shitty.
You make both.
You make it all up.
Forget all the baggage for a minute.
Imagine you wake up with a blank slate.
Feet hit floor.
Let the self-expression begin.
Expressing the good in your life.
Expressing the not so good in your life.
Expressing the bumps in the road.
Expressing how you handle the ups and downs.
Expressing the deepest part of yourself.
And the shallowest.
You're making it all up.
Out of nothing.
Something out of nothing.