It's the end of September; fall is finally upon us. I can't wait for the leafs to turn red, orange and yellow. To go for long walks in the park and smell the trees. The cool cloudless days are my favorite. Or the rainy days when you don't have to leave the house. Wearing multiple layers of clothing and knitwear, scarfs and boots. Eating pumpkin and putting cinnamon in everything. Listening to my favorite kind of music; the kind that sounds like it has been written and recorded in a winter cabin up in the mountains. I find it pretty funny that the guy behind Radical Face, who makes ultimate fall/winter music, lives in Florida where it is always summer.
A certain weight has been lifted off my shoulders since I finished studying. I'm only realizing it now that fall is here. A time I used to spend at the academy. Where I would have the hunting feeling that there is always something I should to be working on, that you're never finished. Like waves keep crashing in on you, overflowing your mind. Now, with two jobs and some assignments on the side, I'm busier then ever. There is just less pressure and more time to breathe and think once I get home. Sure, I'm pretty beat after working six days in a row. But I don't have to feel guilty when I'm spending my evening on the couch afterwards. Days off are also more precious now. Studying is something you take home with you, while at work you can just shut the door and leave at the end of the day. Besides, I know what I'm working for, the goal is clear and slowly coming closer.
The creative waves are rolling in again and now I'm ready to roll with them.