There's a line from a Jane Siberry song that goes through my mind every now and then, pretty often actually. It kind of sums up a feeling that I get from time to time. I don't remember what the song is called and I'm not in the mood to hit up the Google machine right now, so I'll just tell you the line: "She wants to write something down, she wants to sing a song or paint something".
I get that feeling of pent up creativity or art bubbling up inside. And then what? So many times I stifle it and stomp it down because life gets in the way. I have too much drudgery to slog through before I can play. I've always dreamt of going completely off my rocker so that the bonds that tether others to conform with society would no longer hold me and I could go off on the flights of fancy that beckon. But I am a drone. As much as I hate schedules and obligations I cannot escape them. Now I suppose it's about balance.
My quest is to find that ellusive balance. Balance is not easy for me, I'm an all or nothing kind of chick.