I want to say something valuable.
But what do I have to say?
I have so many ideas, so many inspirations, so much I want to do and say and paint and write... and yet. And yet I have no motivation to do any of it.
Sometimes I wonder if procrastination is more a part of me than being a writer or a painter.
I want to be the writer everyone wants to read. I want motivation to bring that dream to life.
I want to be the artist everyone wants to have on their wall. I need a spark of inspiration strong enough to take me all the way through to fruition.
Where is my motivation and where did my inspiration disappear to?
I know what it will require of me. I know how to get it back, I do.
I just don't want to.
I don't because it will require something of me. It will require early mornings and commitment every day. It will require willpower and a solid resolve to do what I need to.
When I say early morning I mean 5 am. 6 at the latest, if I really want to get inspiration back.
I want someone to give me the incentive, to want to read what I write. But I have to write it first, right? Well, it's half-written, I only have to finish it. I only have to get up early.
I only have to push myself to want to again.