What I find the most interesting about human creativity is the way we feel obliged to make things harder for ourselves.
It’s not enough to string words together in an interesting way; you have to have a form and make it a sonnet or haiku or villanelle or sestina. Ribbing to make the cuffs tight isn’t enough; knit into the backs to make twisted rib, because it looks more interesting. You have a lot of scraps already, but get donations from your neighbors so that you never use the same fabric twice in the top. Write a novel without using the letter E.