So I think I’m over the honeymoon period of the 5 Minutes a Day project. I used to brainstorm throughout the day about what I was going to write each evening. Often, I’d be excited by the time I got the chance. This has not been a good week for that.
I’m hoping I make some sort of recovery in the other direction at some point. This hasn’t been a great week mood- and health-wise anyway, so I’m sure that’s playing a role. I’ve barely been able to focus on my job and getting through each day, let alone having spare creative energy.
This certainly isn’t the first time I’ve felt like I was in a rut. It’s usually what stops me from these creative endeavors, as I’ve mentioned before. Literally the only reason I’m writing at the moment is that I promised myself I would and I don’t like breaking streaks. If I stopped now, I’m not sure if or when I would pick it up again.
I don’t understand how creative pursuit can be so important to me and my sense of identity yet feel like such a burden so much of my life. I wish I had a more coherent set of motivations in my life.