I wouldn’t say that 2019 was a year of getting out of comfort zone, rather the year of finding my own inner peace. However, as the year is coming to an end I catch myself in a constant chase for inspiration to read, to write, to live.
In the city, where I currently live and study, there is a café that I avoided visiting. It had always interested me, but I never had the guts to pass through that freaking door. I get anxious entering unknown places alone, especially if a place seems packed as that café always seemed to be. But last Tuesday I’d had enough. That freaking café was pulling me towards itself since day one.
From the way it was decorated, to the fact that there were six old men sitting at the table talking about life as if they were straight out of an Italian movie – everything about it made me feel like I belonged. And the feeling of belonging made my inspiration run high. Not just an inspiration to write this, but to study as well. I spent two hours alone in that café being productive. And it felt good.
I was never the one to get out of my comfort zone. For way too long my comfort zone was my apartment. But, I figured I can’t live my life being closed off. I can’t experience world that way, I thought to myself. And getting into that café, even though my anxiety went up the scale, was something to be proud of.
That’s when I figured: Before you do something amazing, you will feel like shit. You will be afraid. You will feel like dying. But after you get it done once, second time it will feel like a piece of cake.
But, King K., what does it have to do with inspiration?!
Look at it this way:
1. You feel the pull to do something out of your comfort zone
2. You do it
3. You have a new experience and an emotional reaction
4. New experience induces your inspiration
For a long long LONG time, I thought that my inspiration to write, to read, to do anything at all would come to me out of nowhere. But, as I’m growing, I can see that to make inspiration chase you, you have to chase it.