I just spent four hours navigating the walls of social media.
From one app to the next, it’s a slow but sure process to melancholy.
Of course I am aware of the hundred things on my to do list waiting to be ticked
But heck,
I’d rather lay in bed doing nothing but wishing.
The curse of the creative is to wait for inspiration
Because the power that lies in our greatness can easily spot mediocrity
And that’s the bane of all our woes.
The fear of the next project being corny keeps us in the state of past glory.
The real trick however is to keep practicing regardless.
Sing, write, play, rehearse, dance, work everyday.
Practice makes not only perfect
Practice makes confident.
Practice makes a legend