I sit and I look and I search for something that will inspire the worlds to flow effortlessly from my brain to the keys on my laptop for hours, days, and sometimes weeks and I end up with nothing. Out of nowhere while I’m just minding my business and trying to do things adult humans need to do to be pleasant while productive, you know like eating and sleeping, I suddenly get bursts of creativity that quite frankly piss me off.
I was in bed snuggled up all warmly next to my wife getting ready to call it quits for the day when I got the idea for a blog. I sprang from the bed and ran to my still illuminated laptop perched on the kitchen counter donning only my underwear to jot down the basics of what seemed like a great idea for a post.
Convinced that I left enough inspiration on the draft page, I closed out of the screen and was about to walk away when inspiration struck again.
Are you kidding me?
I seem to only ever get inspiration during the most inconvenient of times. It is never when I map out time to accomplish whatever task I want to work on. Instead, it’s when I’m doing random other things like combing my hair or staring down a to-do list with a billion things on it.
Does this happen to anybody else? Surely it does. Well, I’ve stood here long enough in my underwear, let me skedaddle my ass back in my room before one of my brothers come out and catch me naked in the dark in the kitchen.
Until next time…
Don’t judge me, you don’t know my life!!!