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I rambled upon the so-called "death of my creativity" the term is melodramatic but it really sucked so much hence the little term. I thought WORK is killing my creative spirit when the bottom line is --it's just my own doing.

[OT: Work is the most-blamed for some sort of unhappiness in one's life. When in reality (for most people) these are just tasks, a means to earn something --money, some achievements, the means that may able you to do other stuff that may lead to happiness or total disaster. It's just work, WORK is not the 'cause of unhappiness and not a means to be happy either (people are just lucky when it leads them to happiness).]

I just don’t like being confronted by a BLANK PAGE. It sucks! It really sucks when I never had to deal with it before or whenever I’m faced with a similar situation, I never had to deal with it for long. I even remembered helping some people deal with the same stuff. I remembered sketching as much as I can without thinking… It starts with things that are not that nice-looking until I like all that I see.

Now, critiques outnumber sketches… sketches are not even completed and that’s the END of it. It’s usually about EXECUTION! I used to care about it afterwards until I come up with ways to do it…It not nice to suck but things suck because we wish it didn’t. Then, I rambled upon my job (which deals with production)… as something that’s killing my imagination. My job is about getting things done, seeing what’s wrong, anticipating limitations of designs… It’s technical and it’s all about what is achievable, in short realistic. (It's something that does not involve creative work at all.) REALITY KILLS CREATIVITY!!!

Oh, I think my little dilemma is a HAPPY PROBLEM. Instead of going for the notion that REALITY KILLS CREATIVITY, maybe I’ll go for CREATIVITY COULD EXPAND REALITY. Yeah right, most people have already thought about it and it took me a long time to see it. I simply don’t want to suck whenever I see a BLANK PAGE.