It finally hit me. This feeling of dissatisfaction. I woke up Monday morning in a rut - completely blasé. Spent a good hour and a half just rolling around in bed cursing the morning. There I was scrolling through my phone's pictures with my thumb because I didn't want to be too sedentary. I came across an old photo of my high school assistant principal (how it got there - I'll never know) and I immediately heard his famous one-liner in my head, "make it a great day or not - the choice is yours." I cursed Monday morning one last time and decided to take his advice. I realized the reason I woke up so dull was because I hadn't set time for myself to create. To just make. I had all these ideas for projects - and let them slip away. Resistance certainly got the best of me. So I buckled down this week and started to plan a personal project. I headed down to Tacoma's Conservatory for inspiration and left with a solid idea. I was satisfied now - but still have an adventure ahead of me. It's the first step. And I must stick with it. Consider this my promise.
