Not Feeling the Fire

I’m just not feeling the fire today.

Haven’t felt it for a few weeks.

I have ideas. Stories. Essays. Thoughts worth sharing.

But I just don’t have the energy to put them down. To shape them. To articulate them properly.

I know it’s just a moment.

Maybe it’s a season.

I have a tendency to power through. To force it, even when I’m not feeling it.

I’m afraid of apathy. Of letting my creative muscles atrophy.

Because I love to create. To share with the world.

And if I can’t do that…who am I?

I know it will be okay.

The cold won’t last forever.