I like to think I am creative. But what does that actually mean? No man can create or destroy matter. I am not even sure God can do that. He can convert matter into energy, but not destroy it. I don’t really create new ideas either. I only take bits and pieces of thought and image and recombine them in new ways. I suppose I only juxtapose. In fact, I suppose I only juxtapose when I am in repose and sometimes blowing my nose. But never on a rose. Or rarely as I doze. Okay, enough of those.