Uninspired
It’s gone! Left, deserted, bailed, quit, abdicated and, to all intents and purposes, buggered off.
Yes, my inspiration has taken my muse away to languish on some far distant shore and abandoned me to the January Blues with nary even a bottle of wine in which to take solace. My motivation has left in disgust and the doldrums are conspiring with the dust bunnies, sniggering at my despair from beneath the sofa. The box of tricks is empty, the cupboard bare, my creativity has fled, gone, as we say, for a burton.
