I have had a thought bubbling in my head the last few days that I think I am ready to put to words. It started when I was enjoying a slice of pizza.
It was a great piece of pizza. The crust was soft and high quality, the sauce was tangy and fresh and the cheese was flavorful. I was very grateful to be enjoying this slice of pizza.
I then started thinking about the person who made it. Was he as proud of his work as I was pleased to enjoy what he had made? Surely, no one could be fulfilled from just making pizza at a pizzeria, right? What about the person who owns the restaurant? Maybe they have found fulfillment from their success? If I have a day where I do not project something, I feel useless. Everyone must want to create. Continue reading