Of creativity and cycling
It’s before 9am, my brain has woken up and it is full of ideas, I’ve no clue what most of them are. I am in that state where you feel potentially ready to achieve things I feel are important to my day, both personal and work related things. I feel like I can come up with creative things, which is great for trying to come up with some music related stuff. The only problem is that if I get interupted that great feeling will go out the window and leave my mind feeling like the shine has been taken off things, and it is often difficult to get back in to that brilliant state of mind. I have found a way to do it, however it takes about 15-20 minutes to do, and you need peace and quiet to do it. Losing that state of mind makes so much seem like a chore rather than a task to take on. It’s kind of like writer’s block, I really have to force myself to get things done, ideas jar, I seem to lack the enthusiasm to flesh out those ideas. So far this morning I’m still “in the zone”.
The bike I got for £20 last year has decided it has reached then end of it’s useful life. You read correctly, “it” has decided, not me. In the past month it has become incredibly rusty, paint flaking off and the spokes as well have started going all rusty, brakes had to get replaced, tyres had to get replaced and now the rim of my back wheel has split leaving a bulging piece of metal for about 4 inches, catching on the brake blocks. Rather than get a new wheel, I think it has reached the time for a new bike. Thankfully I don’t need anything special, a cheap thing for covering 30 odd miles a week. It means I don’t have to spend £60 a week on taxis going to see Joy. I could walk I guess but getting up at 6am to walk for over an hour to get to a station twice a week, is not my idea of fun. To be fair it’s the getting up at arse o’clock that I have the issue with as opposed to the walking, I like walking, I should walk more, but that’s not always possible at least I cycle so I’m getting exercise, so it’s good. Working on the third floor of a building with no lifts, and often going up and downstairs, including to the basement fairly often, always helps.
