Is it just me, or does it seem like each week passes by more quickly than the last? Yet, somehow, I find myself counting every second of every day. It seems as though I do an hours worth of work and only five minutes go by. Ahh, well.
I get these waves of passion, each one exuding more power. Passion for music, creation, learning, writing, and so many other things. But, like I said above, they’re just waves. I ride them out, feeling invigorated and wearing an unbreakable smile….then when the wave closes, I nearly drown in the passion that has fallen flat. Does that make sense? Is that a weird metaphor? You get it.
In other words, when I am feeling inspired, its like I could do anything. Be anything. Yet somehow, just as quickly as it arrives, this inspiration flees. I’m not quite sure what to do with that. This is a weekly, sometimes daily, routine. I’ll tell you, it truly is exhausting living out four different dreams in two and a half hours.
So, I’ve learned to embrace these rogue waves and try to get something done before they crash, pushing my face back into the sand. I don’t know whats with me and beach metaphors today. I guess I’m feeling beachy.
I know that it would be more beneficial to just work on one dream. I know, I know, I know. Unfortunately, that is not how my brain works. I have about five main hobbies, and I have to rotate them or I loose interest completely. I think about each of them daily, and I’m constantly coming up with new ideas to implement. By the end of the day, I have to pick which one I am going to focus on. I always enjoy myself, but lately I’ve been in a rut and it is harder to enjoy the things I love. Probably the whole quarter-life-crisis thing.
You can pretty much assume that if I’m here, writing, then I’ve probably just fallen flat on my face. In this case, I haven’t just yet. Though, I did happened to see an unfortunate Youtube video, and that sort of tied an anchor to my whole night. They should really warn you if the topic is something serious, or upsetting…
Anyway, do you ever ride waves of creative passion? Or is this just me?