Lately I’ve found myself bursting with de-motivation, filled to the brim with a lack of energy, and exploding with an enthusiastic reluctance to do anything. I’ve been relatively subdued in all my dealings with people, where I would normally be gesturing and chattering like an endlessly whirling dervish, full of charm and wide smiles, eyes alert and mind awake. Not sure what it is, but this month I seem to have lost my soul.

Er… not that I’m currently brain-dead or anything. I’m still more “bubbly” than most people, and I still skip to the car on the way to the movies, but the everyday things are starting to drain all that’s good out of me. I find myself asking why, and I end up pushing the whole subject aside because I know why and I can’t do much about it yet.

In the meantime, my personal projects are put on the burner — my art, Fugue, Jaunt, this web log, and even my movie reviews. This whole site needs my attention, but here I sit glowering at my new monitor, loathing my lack of productive activity and yet not doing anything about it.

Hmmm… I wonder if I’m low on sugar.

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