Though I fall into deep bouts of social media, and suffer awful creativity slumps, I'm one of the most gung-ho people I know. I make myself to-do lists (without which nothing would get done) and strive constantly to raise the bar of my success higher as I get closer. If I'm not busy in life, I'm not doing things worthwhile--because without the extra drive to push myself to keep doing, I'd be doing very little. I take 'all or nothing' to a new level: I'm either involved in 62 things at once, or I'm sitting on the couch watching Sherlock for the 8th time.
Perhaps the reason this cycle is so…cyclical is because both extremes are deeply satisfying. They are my introvertedness and extrovertedness acting in layers, pushing and pulling as my brain recharges from its own fervor of activity. My inner self is its own best friend and worst enemy. I have such a strong love for relaxing and creating that it's easy to lose my goals and inspirations.
And that's why I'm finding it hard--really hard--to take myself serious about this writing thing. In my writing journal today (which I still use, if anyone is keeping tabs) I wrote: either INSPIRE YOURSELF or WRITE ANYWAY. And writing anyway, well that is just another form of jumping. It's difficult writing when you have no idea what you want to write about. Or creating when you have no idea what you want to create. This is applicable to many things in my life. I think one of my major yearly goals is to jump more often. UTILIZE YOUR SENSE OF GUNG-HO. Take advantage of your interests and limit your Pinterest time so you can maximize your creating time. Stop freaking waiting all the time. You're not getting any younger, and you're certainly not getting anything done.
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