Dear Designs,
I love you.
I hate you.
You energize me AND wear me out.
You are my third child.
I need you to hush so that I can appreciate you.
Your needs are being met. Slowly, but still, they're being met.
Don't rush creation.
If you rush, it will show up in harried marks and cliché color combos.
Your colors are chosen.
Your forms are being perfected.
Your destiny remains to be determined.
But that's okay.
Just hush and be.
You're almost there.
-Emily
