Pain, Sorrow, Confusion, and Beautiful Creation

I just finished watching “Crazy Heart” with Jeff Bridges and the hottie Maggie Gylenhaal.   In the movie Jeff Bridge’s character is a somewhat washed up alcoholic country and western singer and through out the show I could not help but think about how often some of the greatest art comes from chaotic souls.

Does the pain, confusion, and chaos inspire the creativity or just destroy the order and inhibitions that stifle it?  I am a person that has always had an ebb and flow to my personality.  While not considering myself manic depressive I definitely find myself following a pattern of highs and lows and one thing I have always noticed is that I am way more creative during these down or lower times.

I travel by myself for my occupation extensively and often after being in the car listening to music for a few hours I will become very contemplative and suddenly find myself feeling a strong urge to write.   Usually nothing comes from it, due to the whole “keeping your eyes on the road” thing and by the time I pull into the hotel I am exhausted.  One of these days I would love to find a quiet place pull over and just start writing what comes in my head.

Reading this post back I realize one thing…. I am way to happy because this does not even remotely sound inspired!  ;)

I’m off to bed.

~the idiot