They sit right above my head, over my desk, mocking me. Boxes of beads, in colors chosen solely by my whims. Gorgeous findings that I've amassed from trips to bead stores now long gone.
But I just can't create.
Part of it is that I know it will just open the door to wanting more.
"This necklace would be just perfect if I could intersperse some bronze bicones here. But I only have copper, which would ruin it. Maybe I'll go to that store while I'm doing errands..."
And the next thing you know, I've spent way more than I've intended.
Sure, I've challenged myself to make something -- anything -- out of just the materials I have on hand.
But that nagging voice in the back of my head often wins out: "Just another five little 6 mm silver Bali cubes, and this could be awesome!"
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