Vancouver’s first snowfall of the winter is falling outside. The white flakes drift, leaving blocks of white on the sidewalks and roads.
2.53am, in front of my computer. Assignments to do, but I feel little motivation to work on them. Inspiration has taken a holiday to sunnier climes. There’s a part of me that wants to let loose and be creative. Deadlines and other requirements hem me in.
End result? I’m frozen. Paralyzed by impending burnout, indecision and a brain that no longer wishes to co-operate.
I’ve barely touched my camera in weeks.
Words no longer come easily, even on the screen. At best, it’s scattered fragments.
I need sleep. Maybe I’ll feel better in the morning.