There seems to be a disconnect between the ideas I am now having, and the execution of those ideas. I now have a backlog of blog posts, Not good posts, but content. but I’ve also written 5 posts in 10 days. I’m not exactly a wordsmith if I write 100 words a day.

Part of the lack of execution has to do with me getting into online communities (which I will discuss later) in order to combat some of the negative social aspects of the pandemic—which I will also discuss later. Some of it is how I got slammed with work these past two weeks, but most of it is my usual laziness. Inclination to preserve energy, if you prefer.

This is a distinction that I think I had in mind when I chose to call this inspiration instead of motivation. Even over the course of the 15 minutes I’ve spent writing to this point, I have come up with at least two different topics to write about. The creative juices are flowing, What a gross idiom, by the way. But I am not executing on them much at all.

That isn’t to say that this is bad. I will have to bring up motivation and discipline in another post—because it’s a bit tangential, and I could talk about it for a long time—but suffice to say, while I’m disappointed that I didn’t do as much as I could have, I am at least appreciative that I did more than I could have.

I have an observation to make in another post about this and previous inspirations, but I will leave you with a recap of what the post is about: the current state of the inspiration. I don’t think that the inspiration is waning, but the rush of motivation that came with identifying it certainly did. That was the reason behind this post actually: I realized that all the motivation had gone, but I was still coming up with things much more fluently than I had been before. What does this mean? Your creativity isn’t tied to your ability to use it. I often end up with the former lacking the latter, But let’s be real—I often lack both :D but you can just as easily have the opposite situation. And that’s where I am now.