4.2.08

Who... me?


For the past couple of days I've been trapped in a rather aimless mood, wanting to do creative things, but not really feeling like it. Trapped in a hinterland of misdirected effort.

I'll leave this stern image of Uncle Sam here to remind me to sort out my priorities before he pushes the big red button and the curtain comes down...

10 comments:

mark said...

I know this feeling...like a dull toothache...Re: "no hands": perhaps i should quit whilst i'm ahead?

Geosomin said...

Mooooom!
He's pointing at me!


It's winter. Sometimes there's nothing for it. It'll pass. I know I've kept puttering around the place the last few days fighting off this very thing. It gets me busy just doing something...and somehow gets me back into things after a fashion.

diddums said...

I'm glad it's not just me. But I'll pass on the mug shot of Uncle Sam. :-).

zhoen said...

Even worse with all the political reporting overwhelming everything. Bugger Uncle Sam, I say. Yeah, you heard me.

Tinker said...

Even though I dragged my flu-ridden body out to vote earlier today, I feel somehow guilt-ridden and inadequate under Uncle Sam's pointy-fingered gaze.
I confess I haven't been creative for days on end - unless trying to toss tissues in the wastebasket without moving from the couch, counts as creativity, which it most likely doesn't...
I hope he'll stop pointing at me now that I've confessed.

gnome said...

So, uhm, when you sort things out, think you could drop me a line?

gnome said...

In e-mail format preferably? :)

Pacian said...

@M: It's difficult to fall off a camera, surely?

@G + D + T: Yeah, I suppose you just have to accept that sometimes you're not able to be creative.

@Z: Well, he might like it.

@Gnome: Your inbox won't know what hit it.

gnome said...

Think it just called a lawyer... Fickle creatures hem inboxes.

Michelle said...

I think I've been trapped in that state for the past ten years or so. Let me know how you find the way out.