Glaring at a blank canvas all kinds of possibilities come to mind.  Do I dare to shatter the glass ceiling and set myself free.

Glaring at the blank canvas shaking my head as I pick up a brush.  Nothing to stop you but you.  You got the green light.  Dip the brush or let it go.

Stop glaring at the canvas..  Close your eyes and take a deep breath.  The universe is waiting.  Waiting on you to carry through.

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