This past year has been a draining force in many aspects. From the pandemic doom and gloom to the 24 hour political circus it just feels like a never ending ride to hell and back. And somewhere along that ride it felt like I lost my creative spark. The urge to go out and photograph was gone. So was my desire to write. It felt almost life draining. I had no desire what so ever for the faintest thing creatively.
It seems everywhere we look, someone is trying to sell us a quick pathway to success. Want to be like Warren Buffet? Read what he reads in the morning or want to be creative like Steve Jobs? You have to do X,Y, and Z. While there is no magic bullet for success, the path to success is your own and yours alone.