I mean, seriously, we all face creative block sometimes, however, you might want to ask yourself this sometimes: Is my life really that interesting? Is what I have to say really that interesting? and, How can I spice it up?
I just read an interesting post that talks about cross-dressing as a method of overcoming the creative block, to be able to develop another “way” of thinking, as in thinking as the opposite sex would. It sounds interesting, however, I don’t think it should be necessary to reach those extremes. I live by a basic rule:
If you wouldn’t read what your writing down, you probably shouldn’t be writing it down in the first place.
If you run out of ideas, probably what you are doing right now isn’t interesting enough. The thing to do is find something you would really like to do, then blog about that. For example, go explore the world, take photos, learn a new language, start software programming, make your own website, learn to use photoshop, or a thousand other things come to mind.
Why? This is not only about blogging. Expressing yourself or your thoughts via a blog is only a way to reflect your own self on the web. So if your own self is boring, the best thing to do is to make your life less boring. And it is possible, it doesn’t matter if you work, or are too busy all the time, there is always a way to inch in a few things you would like to do. Think about it.
If someone managed to make a whole vlog series about “You Suck at Photoshop“, surely you can come up with something creative and blog about it. I don’t know, just evoke your wildest dreams, just think and act random, sometimes that’s the best way in enabling that creative part of your mind. That way you will never run dry. However, don’t blog without a reason. If you are not feeling it, then don’t go posting it.
It is so fine, isn’t it? To travel on trains, planes and buses. From the morning, to the afternoon, overnight and day to day. From city to city, country to country, place to place. A man that moves is a man that sees, a man that sees is a man that knows, a man that knows is a man that can die and truly say he knew the world, saw the world, and lived in the world.

So these departure gates are there not to stop us, but to allow us to move on to the next town, to the next gate. Not to lock us in, but to keep us moving. And if we stay back, if we fail to see the world beyond these city lines, we fail to explore, and we fail to know more than what our own land has to offer to us. There is so much out there, there is so much beyond.