His brows drew together as he looked at me and more senseless noises came out of his mouth. This wasn’t nonsense like Augustine usually got up to, babbling out his life’s narration and verbalizing all his half-formed thoughts this was just sounds that didn’t make sense. I straightened up and slipped around to where I could look at his face. He made a soft, happy sound and reached up to rub his knuckles just under the base of one of my horns, right where I liked it.Īnd then some total nonsense came out of his mouth. I swept up behind Augustine and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, and nuzzled my nose into the curl of his hair. I needed to bathe and brush my teeth and all of those important things, but the real important thing I needed was that cuddle. I pulled on a pair of pants and walked out of our quarters, heading towards the good smell and the soft sound of humming I heard. He made it just how I liked it, even if he clucked and shook his head at how much sugar I preferred. If he did, and I was lucky, maybe he’d have a cup waiting for me. I swung my legs out of bed and yawned and stretched and made all kinds of loud bellows that I hoped Augustine could hear from the kitchen. I could smell coffee working its way to me through the recycled air of the ventilation system, making it something fresh for now. Next step had to be wearing him out a little more before bed. I’d made all sorts of attempts to get Augustine to turn into the kind of man who’d linger in bed for a cuddle, from sleeping on top of him to asking politely to adjusting the ship’s day/night cycle, but he was incurably a morning person. I woke up to find the other half of the bed empty and let out a small sigh. I say this because I’m pushing through one by Side Hustler's Perspective with Coach Scotty Russell However, you are capable of pulling yourself out of this creative funk and pushing forward to the next phase on your creative path. It’s okay to feel this way at times, _it’s natural_. In due time, it will be important to others as well. There is light at the end of the tunnel as I’m learning that this is _part of the struggle_ of pursuing something that’s important to you. This episode is me admitting this to you in hopes you don’t feel alone in the times you feel invisible as a creative or life in general. I’m pretty sure everyone goes through these phases whether they admit it or not. There are those sinister inner voices that try to convince you that your work doesn’t matter and that you can’t make a difference. Dealing With Creative Funks & Feeling Invisible: # You Are Not Alone & You Are Not Invisibleĭo you ever get in creative funks where you lack the drive to create while feeling invisible to the world?
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