sometimes blank happens

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.