Background noise is becoming more important to me by the sitting. Lately I’ve been listening to rain as a sort of ASMR-styled stimulation to the ‘ol parietal-occipital linkup. Rain does it for me the way being under a waterfall allows me to shut off the non-vital thinking functions and just meditate or focus on a singular thought/situation. With the pleasant version of rain (a smattering of light thunder and rainfall that is more ‘wet the road’ than ‘flood the road’) I hone in on the problem and get down to business.
This is my way of saying I was productive today.
It felt really good. I feel like more production lies in my path, because I love what I do. Even when I am not loving the piece I am writing, I am loving the act of writing and puzzling through the difficult stages of that process. There is no better high than to hit that smooth stretch where the words just come out of you. It reminds me of riding on a dirt road and then suddenly being on blacktop and flying like heretofor impossible speed and smoothness was just unlocked. As I said, even if it isn’t the project I’m excited about, the moment I get going is the best feeling in the world.