Creativity diminishes in relation to the amount of external input.

The more we input, the more noise we are exposed to, the slower and smaller our creativity gets.

As soon as we are awake we are most clear. Not yet has the noise of the day seeped into our ears or even thoughts awoken and taken hold in our minds. Even our imaginations are slumbering and happy to remain so.

But we wake and the stimuli festival begins.

An overwhelming assault on the senses builds as the day goes on and seems even to have a compound effect as by the end of the day we can practically take no more and long for sleep to sweep out the static.

Let it out before you let it in.

For sleep lets it all reset. We walk into a lake of clear water and the sand on the bottom is rustled up and we can no longer see the bottom or even our feet. But if we’re patient and still, the grains will once again fall slowly to the bottom and clarity prevails.

Clarity is the default, but it’s clouded by each grain and as the grains collect, they form a cloud, a wall even, that we can no longer see through.

But tonight is another night of cleansing and tomorrow is another day we can start fresh.