Anyone else feel like this?
Just something I muse on (and beat myself up about) from time to time.
I generally feel pretty inspired by life, and get excited about little ideas, stories, fanciful visions and things. People say they see me as "arty" and I also enjoy music and singing. But I don't have the drive to channel any of that into a creative hobby. I don't think I have the attention span, or the self-belief, come to that. When I've tried various hobbies I've never got past the casual amateur level and I can't get excited about the technical details. I love reading and when I read something great I have this reflexive reaction that I should try to write something similar, but I don't actually want to. By this point in my life I have no illusions that I'm an artistic genius waiting to be discovered, but it seems a bit of a waste. Or should I channel my enthusiasm and daydreaming into making everyday life a bit more special? And just appreciating art without feeling this weird guilt about not being creative?
That's a bit of a ramble (and a total first world problem - not the biggest issue in my life, believe me!) but I wondered if anyone else had felt this way, and if the feeling went away, or if you finally found something to channel it all into!