I have this need lately to write, and copiously. I’m not sure what it is, or where it came from, and the biggest problem is that I have NO IDEA what to write about. It’s like all these words are rattling around in my head, but I can’t figure out what to do with them. Or maybe it’s that I have things to say but they aren’t the kinds of things I’d write about on the internet. I seem to have gone through something similar last year at almost this exact same time, which is interesting. Maybe my creativity prefers to flee the coop in October?
I feel a bit like I’m flailing around with my daily photos, too. I’ve stopped putting much effort into it, and as much as I complain about this whole “oh year two sucks so much and it’s so damn hard” I know a year of daily photos is doable – because I’ve DONE it before.
This past weekend, I woke up at a reasonable time and drove around looking for things to take pictures of before I went out in the evening. Having the time reserved just to shoot, to drive around aimlessly, pulling off the road whenever I spotted something worthy of a picture, was really refreshing. I can’t say that I’m completely inspired again, because I’m still struggling this week. But maybe I need to stop complaining so much, and let the inspiration find me again. There’s certainly a lot of really good stuff out there right now.