whiz khalifa and swae lee have a song called hopeless romantic
the first line of the refrain is “my night runs into morning all the time”
great line
can mean a lot of different things
my night ran into morning big time today
just another day for me to be at peace with my creative nature
because perfection is too much to ask for
I assumed last night that I would wake up this morning and go to the gym
but no
and it wasn’t laziness
I got into bed around 7 o’clock last night
and I was there past 10 this morning
for most of that, I wasn’t tired
I was just stuck
I did watch a Knight’s Tale
That’s an excellent movie – Paul bettany’s a ninja
and Heath of course is as tragically amazing as ever
I eventually got out of bed and made myself some chicken and ate it
just that was a strenuous process
all the things I wanted (needed) to do were ringing in my mind
but from 10 to 1 I was just alternating from the chair to the couch to the bed to the couch to the bed to the
you get the point
nothing moved my spirit
everything was bland
there were a couple times when my mind started to race and creative vigor sort of would start to creep in and make my blood run a little faster
but a couple times again it faded away
a little before 1 a song lyric occurred to me
that was dope
then around one o’clock I put on my Debussy radio on spotify (debussy’s a new find for me) and started drawing
It’s past 3 o’clock now
I have pencil lead all over my right hand
that was some ferocious scribbling let me tell you
whenever I solve my creative repression
the inarticulately visceral relief just blows me away
Its mostly has to do with my chest
toward the end of a creative spree I begin to breathe deeper
my chest expands and sheds its weight
It starts to feel like I’m floating
and now I’m light and satisfied and dang it I’m ready to take a nap for different reasons
creativity is taxing
oh well
The Wise Ry Guy 