

Sometimes inspiration comes from the most unexpected places. For instance, every time I put these sheets on my bed I get the urge to paint. I have had these sheets for years and years. They are worn in and soft. And the color combinations are the most beautiful, if not odd, that I have ever seen. Life can be quite a downer sometimes. Like when I realize that even if I am inspired to feed my creative soul, I don't actually have to time or the energy to do so. I am one of those people who cannot force myself to be creatively productive. After work I come home tired, make dinner, do whatever housework I can fit in and squeeze in my workouts before a shower and bed. You see, when it comes down to it, my artistic soul tends to get pushed aside for the more essential things.
This is sad, people. Very sad. I'm not sure where I'm going with all of this. It's just what is on my mind lately. Am I the only one? Do you find it hard to find time to nurture your soul?



