Change in Energy
This isn't really poetry, but it fits the vibe.
Longtime readers may have noticed that I'm not posting at the same time everyday. Normally I post at 6:50 am GMT or whenever that is for your time zone. I've been slipping, yesterday by a few hours, today maybe less but the fact still remains. Have I fallen off? Am I washed up? maybe Have I run out of ideas? Am I no longer capable of creating great posts like "Why I Love Pencils"? Hope notI've felt this anticipation to write, this want to write.
A dread to sit down at a table and write.
Perhaps my mind associates the table with work and work that I love is still work, still mentally draining.
It's all about conserving those bit cells, those energy points, those joules.
Don't lose energy, can't lose energy.
Eat, consume, Eat, consume, be passive
Eat, consume, Eat, consume, be passive be passive
and yet
that want doesn't cease
sit down
write