I am extremely bored. And restless. And, well, generally uninspired. And I'm not sure why.
I really hate when I get into these stages because I want to change it but I don't know how. Mainly because I don't know what...what do I want to do, what do I want to make? Saying that I'm looking for the meaning of my life seems much more dramatic than I mean it to be, but I suppose that's what's going on here. Why am I here? What is my purpose? Who am I helping? Does my life enrich others?
I suppose I should start working on my cookbook again. It sort of fell off of my radar after several recipes didn't get tested. I should start testing them myself and then begin photographing them, too. That would be a good project, but...I'm just not into it for some reason.
I could bake a cake and decorate it. But the thought of hours of sugar work and the cleanup that goes along with that seems daunting.
I could write-but...no, that doesn't seem to be realistic, especially when I'm lacking inspiration.
I could make jewelry, but that's expensive. And my tools are in CT and I don't want to buy new ones.
Work isn't challenging. Books don't interest me. Movies bore me. Lately I find myself looking at the clock at 9pm and thinking that I should just go to sleep. I don't want to sleep life away. Most of the time, I'm not even tired.
So what do I do? Where should I look for inspiration? What's going to be the kick in the pants that I need to get back on track?
I don't know the answers...I hope I find them fast. Antsy doesn't suit me.