Once the fanciful part of the day arrived, I was exhausted.
Excuses, excuses. I will use "my brain was foggy" as today's rationalization for not "getting inspired." Or the old standby "There was so much I needed to get done!" Even so, I had a few hours to get out and "do" something. I wanted to discover a new perspective, a different point of view. I only found a headache.
In other words, I gave up.
I can wish all I want, but I have to face facts: I am not a person inspired by everyday things. I can't sit on my back porch and find fanciful faces in clouds or thrill to madrigals in birdsong. I need to be in the busy world to start (and keep) my creative mind going. I need variety and change.
Reminder to self: kick door, readjust eyes.
See something new, or newly.
