I seem to be in a bit of a creative lull. Boo! I haven’t had that spark in a while, I feel empty. I used to get the feeling of butterflies inside as my brain brewed up lots of schemes and ideas for things to do. Now, I sit and struggle to think what I want to do. My imagination no longer runs away with itself. Sad times.
I have had some thoughts and ideas, but they’ve not ignited that spark within which makes me want to hideaway from the world and focus. I think knowing that I am fully responsible for C and needing to put him first has meant I don’t allow myself to get carried away. I have to be the adult and do adult things. I squeeze the odd blog post out when he naps.
I am on a mission to rediscover my creativity.
Sorry if this has just come out as word vomit. I’m de-clouding the fog from my brain.
I would say normal service will resume, but I don’t appear to have really settled on one.