Going at full speed…
sleep…
wake up…
and nothing.
Blank.
No aims
Goals
Desires
Motivation.
Just blank.
No ideas
No creativity
No wild-hair-up-the-butt.
Just blank.
This is extremely uncomfortable
But I am making myself sit in it.
Sitting in the blank.
I know I have problems to solve
Things to do
Art to create
People to meet
Phone calls
Lunch plans
A house to clean.
More than enough to do.
But I feel blank.
Blank is like a clean blackboard.
An etch-o-sketch turned upside down and shaken.
Blank
Perhaps blank is the beginning.
A very good place to start.
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