Why is it that when I begin to settle down, the night beginning to surround me, ideas emerge inside my head, willing me to keep my eyes open. Keep focusing on what those little ideas and thoughts want to tell me.
They tell me to write. Write down all of your precious memories, feelings. Construct something that allows you to be creative with words; letting them freely dance around your mind before trying to type or write them down.
They tell me to dream. Dream about things that make you smile and make you happy. Dream about what may happen in the future, that moment where you’re able to write, travel and film. When you can capture a memory, a feeling, a thought whenever you wish.