
That was a long writing hiatus. It was a mix of no longer wanting to write anything, my brain feeling like the above picture and the fact that my own wordpress homepage wouldn’t load in my internet browser for months. A quick google search today led me to try opening my homepage incognito and now here I am, wondering why it took me so long to google my problem when it takes me seconds to google my health problems. And feeling like I’m up to no good because I’m incognito.
I was reading a book today on my flight back home (a work trip) where the book was set in a bookshop (one of those millions of books set in a bookshop) and got to where there was a book club discussing work and how we feel like work takes over when there is little time left over to enjoy our life and free time. My feeling of hating work recently stems from this! Fitting, for someone who was on a plane home and about to clock in the 12th working hour of the day. What would I do, if I had a whole week off work and wasn’t going on holidays elsewhere?
What immediately came to my mind was to be more creative- in all its form. I haven’t written on my blog in almost a year! I wonder what it would be like instead of dabbling in the creative world every now and then, I did more of it all the time? I wonder if I can experiment with that work-life boundary more and push work back into it’s circle?
Suddenly, this vase I came across now seems less like what my brain feels like to a clay mountain of hope with ideas that can pop up anywhere and anytime, just when you least expect.
PS. I still love flying. Planes are awesome. I just don’t like working overtime which I don’t get paid for anyway.

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