Fleeting Creativity

I consider myself very creative. I love art, I love reading, I love writing, I love science.

My favorite things to do when I was younger was read read READ. Write children’s stories when I was just a child myself. Draw like I was the best artist in the world (I still beg to differ with my younger self on this one).

Now?

I love putting my thoughts down on an empty page and letting my pen do the wandering. I used to spend a lot of time online; reading blogs for inspiration. After all, I believe that the greatest  inspiration comes not only from within ourselves, but from others as well.

I work in the Internet industry- and while many people abandon their social profiles, blogs and general internet wanderlust during their day jobs, my crawling of the Internet doesn’t really begin until my working hours.

So where does one find inspiration in this case? For some, they consider my job a dream job- and I do too. Work technically isn’t work because it’s something I enjoy. Not to mention, I work on my leadership skills everyday running my team.  But it still takes a toll on my creativity.

My creativity is fleeting faster than the speed of light. It’s playing elusive games- just whispering at the surface of my imagination than vanishing as if it never existed.

I’m not used to this.

I spend my day-time hours maniacally cruising around online in search of what it is that makes my job a success, but in the meantime, it’s such a process that I can’t find the inspiration I need to fuel my night time writings and allow my brain to roam free to paint the pictures that it used to.

I find that sometimes I put my pen to paper and nothing comes out. It’s a struggle to write as we speak- it’s like I’m so used to putting words out in public to hold my online presence in the social media strategies division that I can’t bring honest words to the surface and let out my inner thoughts when I’m by myself.

It’s such a weird paradox too. One would think that you would find more fuel for your fire; more spark by passing over other people’s words and communicating with complete strangers all day, but that isn’t so.

Often it brings you to a greater loss of words than you might have expected.

Does anyone else who works within the Internet industry feel this?

How do you get back in touch with yourself when you’re having trouble bridging the path between your mind and your words?