I took a weekend off last week, the first in a very long while. Jack and I packed a picnic & supplies and journeyed over to Whitstable, a seaside town I’ve always wanted to visit. It was an overcast yet warm day, so I threw on my new emerald green dress and dove into the sea (although, I say dove, it was more of a hobble and wobble because of all the sharp stones).
I’ve been feeling a little uninspired to create from drowning in client work recently (not complaining, I just lost the ability to balance for a little while). So I made it my mission this day to force myself to create. I’ve realised recently that motivation comes in waves, but the real work is done when you force yourself. This took every ounce of my effort to produce, but I did it, and it’s worked.