Sometimes the head is an empty vessel - nothing; we may find ourselves devoid of ideas, inspiration, creativity. Bereft and hollow - it may feel like the wellspring of fresh thought has dried up; the fear may be that we may never produce or make again. Personally I have never invented a cure for all ills, never devised a recipe for world peace, never dreamed up the perfect vision of beauty. Unfortunately stationery cupboard re-organisation duties here at the Institute prevent further interrogation of this issue, but do feel free to post ideas that you may never have had.
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