Imagine having a writters block, but it relates to everything.
That's the level my brain is functioning at the moment. The ideas are sparse, and what little comes along, does not flow in a creative manner. I see things that I have the solutions too, but they don't solidify in my mind. I look at things laying around my computer, and they are supposed to inspire me, yet they just sit there, and simply exist.
I thought to draw, but could not pencil it out. I had some ideas, which all died with my next thought. I had the solution for something, but it slipped away from my concious, and now I don't know what it had to do with anything. I was @ work, looked around me, and in my mind, I simmered a wonderful thought, then *poof.*
I am just absorbing things at the moment. I read some news, I watch some news cast, I listen to some music, and review some of my old pictures, I look upon my website, and my old writings, I analyzy my job and the things that relate to it, I read what other people write, and laugh at some wonderful online cartoons, I watch some TV, I laugh and get excited about wonderful TV shows, I cry, laugh, and go though the motions while watching movies.
I am not producing anything. It doesn't really frustrate me, but just makes me feel useless. When I don't work, days just pass by, and nothing really happens with the hours contained in it, nothing progresses, nothing moves along.
I need a muse, some inspiration, something that brings some shine into my life. I need some sparkles, and glitter to make things happy. I need a spark, a push to get me going.
Where is that something that makes me go?
I don't know, but if I knew, I would travel to the source of it, to get enough to keep me going forever.
I know, I just need to look inside myself. I contain the things I need to get going. I just need a way to add some fuel to my internal furnace of drive.

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