I’m learning that I must exercise my creativity without the means of producing a product. That includes instances of creation where I cultivate an identity, mask, or persona for myself; I’m experiencing the atmosphere of simply existing. What does life feel like when I stop chasing something? What is it that I’m chasing, exactly? Is there something specific that, when obtained, will satisfy my raging fight or flight approach to life? Am I more concerned with the materialization and monetization of my projects and what they say about my place in the world, or the process and projects themselves?