Creativity itself doesn't care at all about results - the only thing it craves is the process. Learn to love the process and let whatever happens next happen, without fussing too much about it. Work like a monk, or a mule, or some other representative metaphor for diligence. Love the work. Destiny will do what it wants with you, regardless.

God never slams a door in your face without opening a box of Girl Scout cookies.

I am burdened with what the Buddhists call the monkey mind. The thoughts that swing from limb to limb, stopping only to scratch themselves, spit and howl. My mind swings wildly through time, touching on dozens of ideas a minute, unharnessed and undisciplined. You are, after all, what you think. Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions.

longing to travel while you are already traveling is, I admit, a kind of greedy madness

Teach your heart that this is destiny

creative people always suffer from depression because we're so super sensitive and special?

My face is a transparent transmitter of my every thought.