"You are never gonna be Jell-O!"

Here’s the story, morning glory
(Lest you think me an only-when-angry blogger)
My creative energy has flat-lined
I tried to revive it using a journaling defibrillator
But no use
Dead as a doornail
And when not going all Jacob Marley on me
The thoughts come too quickly and rapidly
They flit and float and fly away
Long before I can catch them all
To pin them down
Like the veritable flutter-by collection
I wish they were
So I toss my hands up
Cry a “hail Mary”
Or two
And go about my mundanity

Which, lately, means
Working
Reading (actual books!)
Exhaustion-ing
Family-ing
Surviving

What?
You too?

[Title quote is from "My Best Friend's Wedding"]