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a gentler creativity

Last night, the post-mortem conference with Josh & Bill.
Today, the reprise with M & Becks.

He says:
I’m pretty torn up. I’m sorry I’m so soft.

(I remind him that being attuned to his emotions is not ‘soft’, and it’s one of the things I love most about him.)

He says:
I’m moving on from transactional relationships.
Maybe I don’t love this as much as I used to.
Maybe my age is catching up with me.
I need to remove the static and the noise.

I say:
I know you love him. But at what point does he stop this cycle? At what point is it not just the creative relationship, but the friendship that is irreparably damaged?

Now he needs to weigh his options, decide which endeavor to move forward with, possibly both, absolutely with firm boundaries in place.

Here’s to better things. To economy and restraint, if need be. And to a gentler creativity.

5:12 p.m. - 2023-08-20

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