These days, I find myself needing to be more and more inspired to get out of bed in the morning. Either I'm beginning to feel my age (a ripe old 24), or I'm saving up my energy for my own spontaneous combustion. I remember back in Kindergarten there was the infamous "quiet time". You were forced to either open up an old and possibly soiled cot to nap on, or catch some zzzs on vinyl mat which had dried drool on it from the previous occupant. I opted to nap at my desk with my head down instead of taking my chances with the saliva or urine. Still, nap time was an excellent idea, and I think that it should be reinstated for the collegiate community. I know there's nothing that I would rather be doing around 1 in the afternoon than sleeping.

But I digress. I know it is a normal phenomenon, but when I actually want to be doing something, I do it well. When I don't, I half ass it and somehow manage to stumble through. The other day for example, I didn't get into work until 12:00 noon. Now, it's nice that I have one of those jobs where as long as you get the work done, they don't care how late you are there. But not every place it like that. That's not the proverbial "real world" which I have heard so much about since I began high school 10 or so years ago. I'll have to visit the "real world" sometime...sounds interesting. I've decided that I need to inspire myself to do more things like I am expected to do now, and less like I was expected to do them in Kindergarten. I therefore find myself on a search for inspiration.

How do you inspire the uninspired? If I knew the answer to that one, I would be completely moved in, house cleaned, work done, papers written, and still find time to catch eight hours of sleep a night. Currently, I have only managed the latest in that laundry list of things...ah crap, I forgot about the laundry! Inspiration can come in the strangest places. Whether it be on the bumper sticker on the car in front of you (ESP, PMS, the bitch that knows it all), or from a book or television show, simply from just sitting and staring out the window. Maybe I need to buy one of those posters or something that is supposed to stir the creative juices so to speak. I'm not sure about those though. I don't need to look at a rock climber holding on for dear life while scaling some peak to remind me to get my lazy ass out of bed and go to work. Life just isn't that exciting for most people. Maybe it's something that you simply can't force. Inspiration may just simply be something that the unsuspecting passer-by finds, and then gets that little jolt they need to go out and make some progress. Either way, hopefully either I will find mine, or it will find me.