It’s been such a beautiful day, I decide to sit outside and watch the sunset. As I’m taking in the last rays of sunlight, I feel a sudden urge to write. Maybe I’ll write about my experience of today. I thought it might be nice to put down on paper how the day had gone. Perhaps I’ll title the piece, ‘A Sunset Through My Lens.’
A few minutes pass, and before I know it, there’s a knock at the door. A sweet child’s voice asks if she can come in. It’s time for me to head indoors, but I make sure to grab my journal and pen from the table where I was about to set them down. I don’t get to finish my piece, but maybe this is for the best.
The Journey Home
As I make my way through my front door, I can already feel the cool night air reaching up my sweater. I look up at the sky, searching for inspiration. I feel the urge to write again and grab my journal from the table. But this time, I decide against it. I don’t need to write tonight – I have work to do. Besides, it’s cold out and I don’t want to go back outside.
I put the journal down and walk towards my kitchen. I’m feeling a bit disheartened, but I tell myself it’s for the best. Tomorrow is a new day and I can start afresh.
The Snooze Button
I get thirsty, so I go to the fridge to get myself a beer. On my way back to the sofa, I pass the snack bowl and notice a handful of almonds. I pop one in my mouth and immediately feel a rush of energy hit me. It’s the infamous ‘runner’s high’ that I’ve heard so much about. I decide to stop by the pantry to get some peanuts and a bottle of wine, then I return to my seat and flip on the TV. It’s a cartoon, and there’s no subtitles, so I have to listen closely to understand what’s going on. But I don’t really mind. I find the dialogue stimulating, and it distracts me from my busy day. After the initial excitement wears off, I start to feel a bit drowsy again. I glance at the clock and notice it’s already past 11 p.m. So, I decide to hit the sack. I grab my glass and walk to the bathroom, where I pour myself a drink. I turn on the light, and as the last rays of sunlight stream through the window, I think to myself, ‘It’s been a long day, and I have a lot of work to do tomorrow.’ So, I head to my bed and click on my favourite podcast. It’s a daily talk show where different guests speak on a wide range of topics. It’s great to have something to listen to while cooking dinner or cleaning the house, and it helps keep me relaxed. Sometimes, I even fall asleep while listening to it. It makes me feel like I’m accomplishing something even when I’m asleep. There are so many shows to choose from, and it’s the perfect mix of witty banter, compelling stories, and thought-provoking interviews. This is a perfect way to wind down, and it helps me get ready for bed. I like to think of myself as a creative person, and being a DJ is certainly an example of creative expression. So, it feels natural to me to apply that same mentality to writing. I might not always get everything right, but I try my best. And that’s all that matters.