A lot of the times, I struggle with being inspired—inspired to work out, to dress up, to write, to take pictures. It’s a battle of my mind that is often left a loss, but not always. Sometimes, it likes to pop up out of no where like:
the literal moment I find out someone I know/follow wrote a book and got it published (because if they can, why can’t I?)
when I find out a movie (whether it is good or not) was based off a book
when my apartment is clean and candles are lit (and all I want to do is take a nap)
in dreams that I forget when I wake up
when I’m driving
when I’m basking in the sun on one of the few nice days in MN so all I want to do is bask in the sun.
Today, I realized that usually my inspiration comes at very inconvenient times, so today I’m pushing myself to start making the conscious decision to act on as many of those times as I can, even if it’s just to write down a few words to jumpstart it later.
I think I keep letting it slip through my fingers. Time to grab hold instead.