Inspiration ✨

When inspiration strikes, I'm in an elevated state. I gain a higher level of eloquence. I can express my thoughts perfectly. No wonder that during these times writing feels effortless. I get wonderful ideas and become incredibly productive. Seemingly out of nowhere, an intense energy emerges.

I try to use this stream of energy as much as I can. My brain is constantly working and provides me access to cognitive spheres that were before unattainable. It's as if I were driving a car and my brain acted as navigation assistance, telling me where to go, while all I really have to do is drive and let myself be taken to these places. Ideas appear out of nowhere and suddenly feel so obvious.

Branded niqwithq T-shirts? Of course, I need branded niqwithq T-shirts! Why haven't I thought of that before?

I try to keep track of these thoughts and write them down, before they disappear into oblivion.

The side effect of these episodes is that they can get out of control. Often, this energetic flow has no bounds and the ideas keep on coming relentlessly, even when my system is supposed to shut down at night.

A love letter to Taipei. Another great post, because obviously, I love Taipei. Also, I've wanted to write about my Asia Game for so long. Oh, and isn't it time to finally build that random blog post feature for my website? And a guestbook. And when I release either of these features, I write a feature post. It was supposed to be the "last big adventure" with our old dad. That's the perfect start to the blog post I wanted to write about my dad, in response to Robin Rendle's Sleepless in San Francisco.

One thought chases another. The thoughts keep on coming at an uncontrollable velocity. At the peak of these phases, which usually last for one or two weeks, I can't sleep for days.

Lately, I've managed to get a better grip on them. I started to explore them with the help of psychotherapy. Today, I'm looking for ways to channel this energy and get as much use of it as I possibly can, while protecting myself in the process.

After returning from a year-long trip, I've suffered from depression, which had me lose hope that I would ever be able to enter this state of mind again. After half a year of inertia, even though I was aware of the down side, I was longing for my inspiration to return. When, eventually, it did, I welcomed it as a friend and let it unfold.

This time around, for the first time ever, I was able to absorb the energy and make good use of it, while maintaining the ability to sleep at night. I won't let it get out of control again.

And that... is pretty great. ✨