Oh, when a thought flickers, I let it breathe in the quiet, like a leaf floating in a stream. I trace its outline with gentle sketches, letting the lines grow and soften, then I paint with the colors that feel true to my heart. I pause often, listen to the silence between the strokes, and let the idea unfold at its own pace. If you want an empire, start by building a single, solid stone—an honest, small act that feels right. Keep the rest of the world at a gentle distance, so you can see the detail in each moment. Then, stitch those moments together, like threads in a tapestry, until the whole picture sings. Take it slow, let it breathe, and the fleeting idea will turn into something that feels like home.