The other day and not only that day, but also days before I had a chat with
two of my friends. It is not as those older time chats that you just meet
down town and go for beer. Than you spend time together talking, feeling
and enjoying that time. No, it was that kind of communication when you sit
in front of your computer and you typing characters across half of the
world.
Nevertheless, it is not directly important, but it surely has effect.
Every one of us has family and has to work in daily job to make money to
support it. We all try from our early time express our feelings by creating
things. One by writing, other by drawing and designing and myself by
creating photographs. We have very little time for it. And as all creative
people know, you can't just sit and produce something you will be satisfied
with. It needs time, time to get into the mood, time to get inspiration and
situation to want to say, express something.
And this is rather hard when time for your self is limited to late night
hours when you so tired that only thing you can think about is some kind of
relaxing activity. You brain is totally dried.
Even in those moments each of us, time from time make something which he
really likes. It is not often, it is accident most of the time. This let me
think, why is this always like this. How many great people are tortured by
this every day mill. Or is it only decision to be made?
I felt it very strongly this last Sunday. We had week of holiday only for
ourself. Week when my mind was focus on different things, than wakeup at
5:30 a.m. and got work. After this few days I was immediately full of
energy and full of ideas.
Today only second day in the mill of life I had such a strong feeling
morning when my watch was beeping at 5:30, to just let it go...
So every time I talk with these two friends of mine, I try to convince
them to not give up and write that nice little poem, just for satisfying
yourself and draw that great picture, to make your soul happy. What I am
actually doing is trying force myself to not forget that there is something
else in life than mill. I would be very very sorry to lose my friends.
