May and June, 2024

On the 25th of May, in Oslo, I just sort of… zoned out.

I’m writing this on the 8th of June, the first day that I’ve been able to rally myself to blog in… almost a week, now that I think about it. Maybe even a week and a half.

You, my dear readers, wouldn’t notice this – I have quite a backlog of posts scheduled to auto-post themselves, keeping a routine in the blog posts that I may not feel personally. Which is part of art – Art comes and goes in waves, with inspiration and creativity flowing like the tide… and this blog is a creative outlet, no doubt about it. One that ebbs and flows just like a painter or author can ebb and flow in their creation.


I didn’t begrudge myself that time off. I had the backlog prepared, and it didn’t need any input from me. I’m fortunate in that I don’t rely on this blog for money, and that I can create half a dozen posts in one sitting when the fervor strikes, instead of working for weeks on end for a single piece.

The point I’m getting at is that I don’t have a steady stream of creativity, welling up out of me like one of the Icelandic hotsprings. No one should think that I do, and I truly hope that no one begrudges themselves the freedom to sometimes step away from their hobbies when the mood doesn’t click.


Going back to it, I couldn’t say for certain what I even did on the 25th. I wrote notes, to remind myself, and I know what restaurants that I went to… but still. Sometimes, rest days to disconnect and detach are required… even for a globe-trotting adventurer.