I sit and wait for the moment to come for the spark to pull me from the bottom of this slump I often find myself in where I can't find any inspiration
So desperate to create something better than good hindered by words like "I wish that I could" my admiration of others turns into self doubt and I wonder what my whole life is about
I sit and wait for the moment to come anxiety builds from the comparisons of myself to others that excel in their craft and my mind remains blank and time remains fast.