What does one do when one is caught at a standstill? When what seems like nothing, or no one can inspire you?
My friends have observed that I am a thinker. I think think think, all the time, but yet don't we all?
Today was a bummy, snowy, cold, new york day. And I felt that way. Bummy, snowy, cold, bland, boring, blaa. Everything has become so routine to me. Wake up, write, go to class, practice, go to class, practice, go to sleep (oh. and throw in a meal in the mix).
But today's work, today's product, my writings, my playing, is nothing but dull, uninspired junk. Even this stupid post--UGH-- is coming out stupid.
I need another source of inspiration. Something crazy and wild to think about to get me out of this slump.
Hmm, what is the moral Fred? There is always a moral.
The moral is that if you don't want to experience a day like today, make sure to switch up what you do. Go see an awesome performance, read some good literature, do something, SOMETHING you haven't done yet. Or you'll be stuck in a rut. Even in good ole new york new york.
Routine is easy, paving your own way is hard.
Something to possibly inspire you.
But probably not.
bisou
Fréd.
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