creating a life-map

Another day bites the dust

And as I sit in front of this laptop wondering if there's anything that I've added to the day.. I seem to be lost for words.

Yes, I went to work.
But I went to work without driving it myself.
Driven not by a need but the expectation of myself.

The idiot box rants on
It helps distract me.

Yet each and every creation on it was the result of a focus
On characters
On ideas
On a story
On the need to connect with an audience

the moment begs me a question.

What causes inspiration?
What lies at its root?
What makes us go beyond the regular into the expanse which makes us uncomfortable with the present?

I wondered.

Material comforts and luxury aren't the end-all.
They are a factor
A momentary requirement
Not for what they allow on a continuous basis
But for the perceived convenience you can draw from them through their acquisition.

..... tbc