The art of repression or the fight against the inspiration

Here I am, totally inspired to write something and finally get back to blogging. What inspired me? Mainly 2 blogs I am following of two really great artists. Yes, artists. Kelle (http://www.kellehampton.com) and Daina (http://daina-newyorkstateofmind.blogspot.com/) not only have a great writing style, they also take amazing pictures.

Anyway, I want to be as consistent as they are and keep blogging here, maybe even start a collection of best of pictures.

So sitting in Starbucks - a very inspiring place for me - I am wondering why it takes me so long to finally sit down and get things started? Not only with writing, pretty much with anything that doesn't have a timeline. I was going to clean up my bedroom and sort through my clothes for weeks now, I have the time, the weather is not the best and yet, I manage to find tons of other things to do so I can avoid what I want to do and - now that I did it, I know - that feels so great when it is finished and off your to do list.

Since I am home a lot at the moment, sitting on my window working, I got a chance to observe the life in the backyard of the house I am living in since more than two years. I was never home during the day before and I am very surprised that there is a lot of action in this little courtyard that no one without a key can even get to.
The girls from the advertising agency are constantly coming back to the trash cans to secretly smoke, my neighbor from upstairs seems to be on vacation since she keeps coming downstairs and shortly after going back up with her (girl?)friend, the mailman comes with a bunch of paper, kids ring our bells to get to the mailboxes and dump huge amounts of advertisements, the mother from the front house lets her kids play in front of my windows - but for no longer than 10 min before she yells at them, my new student neighbors seem to always leave and come back together - I wonder if they study the same.
If I am home on the weekends - of course that rarely happens - there is not much going on in front of my window. So that is kind of funny to see and notice what is happening here all day.
I still hope that I won't have to watch this a lot longer... I am much better around people. :)