i just had, a moment.

i had a series of moments actually.  

it started this morning, i woke up ready to go a fresh.  start a new week, a week that would get me closer to a weekend that would mean the return of my daughter for a fleeting moment and back to another week again – passing closer/nearer to a goal with the week smattered together with little fragments of little wins and slight fails.

this morning, i had some epic wins and some slight fails.

i got out of bed, looked at the clock and was determined to get into the office at a reasonable time, fill up my water bottle and head to the gym.  success, i made it.  i walk/run/stumble three and a bit miles over about fifty minutes.  yeah, no medals.  no great success.  but i’m doing it, i made a start – i was present and correct.

and after seeing cj off from the train station (coffee catchup) aftering discussing the order of our days and our working week i headed back to the studio to get started.

pumped up on energy and ready to rock i then set about the task (actually stupidly simple) of getting all the .tv wordpress domains ready to go for using the wordpress application on the ipad2 to see how goes posting video, pictures and content was ‘these’ days – i just needed to activate a feature on wordpress to enable me to post.  still surprised posterous has no ipad application.

then i had a meeting/chat/catchup/breakout/coffee/mindmeld discussion with @lloydieJL about all things social, comedy, life and everything in between that sucks the lifeforce of life and the passion of a human being.  this all done, i headed back to the studios.

and then i sat there.

a bit media lost, on a monday — when i needed to step up a gear to get the most out of the day so that i could progress my circumstances to a better place.  i was out of sync.  my logical order of my day was back to front and i had added the new equation of working out.  i had consumed too much coffee which i did not really need to have and was a bit sideways.

my epic win of starting the gym had been met with the glaring obvious of the lack of funding of the sxsweco fundraiser – bugger.   i had peaked and troughed and it was just after nine.  a weird space to be at before you actually start your day.

that was at 2pm.  it’s now 4pm and i feel i’ve wasted half a day.  my natural corrective index therefore is now to do another 4-5 hours and kick my own arse to get things done.  i should have not sold myself the idea that the wordpress work would take a morning and i feel that unleasing of the media beast on forcing you to stop what your doing, take timeout (read, us showyou or flipboard for thirty minutes of scanning about where your not in the world and where you should be doing stuff) and then get back to it.

sometimes having a timeout, space to breath, documenting the good, bad and indifferent can get us firing again.  we are like a car needing an mot regularly and as we hurtle into the digital domain faster and faster being able to spot the exits between the sales, pitch and content is going to be harder and harder.  

the art of the digital media making world is not actually making the content.  it’s being able to stop and reflect and document that what makes us tick.  the story is the devil in the digital details of our everyday lives that makes us unique.  how we resolve, correct and move on make us the difference between a follower, a like or a moment that someone shares time with us remotely.

making stuff is the food of the creative soul.  engage it!