Stay with me. I’m going to talk about creativity in a second.
My dog Lucky is just over one year old. That means he’s full grown and in the prime of his health and vitality.
In the mornings, he overflows with energy. And he knows our routine: get kid ready for school, eat breakfast, make bed, and on and on. And we are NEVER fast enough. Because once my daughter and I leave the house, he knows that my wife is going to take him outside to play frisbee.
I swear his feet barely touch the ground when it’s time to play frisbee.
There is running in the dog and it has to come out. Otherwise, he’s going to become destructive and rude.
Your art is like that. It is in you and it has to come out. And if you keep it inside you, that energy will manifest itself as any number of negative behaviors.
And you know this.