Living in a city like London or Stockholm you often get dragged into the mundane 9-5 routine all week. A cruel and bitter path where life can seem to just stagnate into a meaningless task. The mornings start earlier, you get home later. Lunches turn into sandwiches at your desk and the feeling that you no longer know where they days are going start to creep into your mind.
Though we sometimes tend to feel trapped in isolation we do make a stern effort to keep our mind and body active it can be worn down time and time again. I have always led the belief that just having one creative outlet in life can make all the difference. There is of course they physical escape, maybe going to the gym or taking the dog for a walk but I don’t know about you but each time I do that I find that my brain is as empty as my Starbuck’s coffee cup.
Having a creative outlet in my life is something that I value. It keep my mind focused and helps maintain a positive field of energy, you may even call it excitement. Now I don’t class doing a Sodoku puzzle as creative, nor a crossword simply due to the fact that the creativity has already gone into the puzzle your just “filling in the gaps”. Creativity to me is starting directly from scratch, taking an idea and seeing it right through to the end. It can be writing, drawing, a dance or a song that you have made up or much more.
No matter what it is that one creative escape is all that I require to keep the thought in my mind that there is something to look forward to at the end of the day. On a day like today where the skies were grey, the rain lashed down outside in torrents I knew that the start of next months writing was going to occupy my every thought.
That in itself money simply just cannot buy.
