Some ways to encourage my waywardly sensible brain.

If this is gonna work, I reckon I have to take every opportunity to discourage my brain from being filled with straitlaced, sensible trousers noise. These are some things I think might help.

• Look at other people's amazing stuff that they have done.
• Drive in the car without the radio on; how can people be paid so handsomely to talk such shite? 
• Enforce laying-down-on-the-floor-time.
• Be in the nature.
• Make plans. Or even a list.
• Take over half my husband's music room and turn it into a place for me to do stuff that makes mess.
• Stay away from the television.
• Listen to Sesame Street songs, like the llama song.
• Chuck some paint around with wild abandon and no care for the quality of the finished product.
• Buy some paint.
• Take the camera out on excursions.
• Stop reading textbooks.
• Oh my gosh, here's a revolutionary thought, maybe I have to stop reading. Reading for me is compulsive and it's possible that it has become a well disguised agent of procrastination. I mean, as long as you are sitting on the couch with the fruits of someone else's creative process being sucked up into your brain, you kinda don't have to do anything. Eek.
• Encourage others in their creative pursuits.  
• Go take some classes.
• Forget about the washing.