October 16, 2018 - Blog

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I have a question. A legitimate question packaged in a blog entry.

I’m an entrepreneur who still works full-time in addition to running my start-up agency, Modality. I’m not quite ready for the proverbial “leap” just yet. Although, I’m proud to say that I’m approaching the cliff. That aside, I present a question that hit me like a ton of feathers. I was sitting at my desk handling some administrative tasks when I suddenly got the urge to update my website. While I daydreamed about these slick new site updates, I immediately shifted and thought about two new podcast topics. Then I thought about how I wanted to design an upcoming proposal for a client, create new social media posts, design new versions of my logo, and on and on. In the matter of about 20 minutes, there’s little difference between my brain and an erupting volcano. I have so many things that I now want to work on. An explosion of sorts. Of course, at a 30,000 foot view, none of these items are essential to anything immediate. However, moments like these, I sometimes feel too inspired.

Is that even a thing? Should I feel guilty about my glutenous-like intake of inspiration? These are real questions. I consider myself a creative and thus realize that I’m wired differently than most. But I wonder how many other people are “saddled” with inspiration? How many people are paralyzed with ideas? It’s like reverse writers bloc.

This happened to me the other day. I was overwhelmed with inspiration by the things I wanted to do right then and there, and things I wanted to create in the moment. I knew that I didn’t have the time, nor was I in the right place. However, the influx of inspiration still persisted nonetheless. I don’t how to categorize this state of being. It’s bliss and agony at the same time. I tried to do the responsible thing and write down my ideas as they came, but I must admit, there’s nothing like striking while the iron is hot. By the time I made it home that evening, the ideas were still there, but the motivation and urge that I experienced hours earlier had all subsided.

Am I the only one this happens to?