This slothfulness. The restless feeling of not wanting to do anything.
So many things to do yet nothing has taken its toll to kick off.
These days, I just sit in front of the screen. I stare and nothing is moving.
Still frames by frames.
Nothing but a mere glimpse.
The flashes of the flicker do not seem to bother.
I dream of completing everything in my mind but physically, nothing is happening.
What is happening to me?
30% worth of essay is not of significance anymore!
I need to start writing but I choose to distract myself instead.
I made a cup of coffee... black and strong.
But it's just sitting there on the table, 'unscathed'.
I think I have one.
A BFG syndrome.
Back for good.