I want to do someting creative, like draw a picture or paint a painting or write a story. There is nothing in my life that I do that is creative, that lets me use my imagination. I never make something from nothing.
Every few years, I go out, buy books with titles like; “How To Draw”. I buy sketch pads and pencils. Then I try to draw for several weeks or a month or so, then give up in frustration. But the urge to “do something creative” goes away for a while, but always comes back. I don’t think that drawing is my particular thing, but I feel like there must be something that I’m supposed to be doing.
This morning the sky is very clear, there’s some clouds but in between them the stars are bright an I can see the details of the almost-full moon like I’m wearing my glasses but I’m not. There’s a nice breeze and it looks like a great day!