The Etch-A-Sketch

Remember those etch-a-sketch toys? They made a come-back a few years ago, where you have a plastic red box, a blank screen, and two little red knobs in which to draw objects? You fiddle with them until you make something funky, then with a quick swipe, it is blank again? The new variety had a red static pencil. You'd draw a picture then it would fade and become blank again.

Feeling a lot like that etch-a-sketch screen lately. Or rather, as if my life, not me necessarily, but my "personal" life is now this blank slate. And I'm staring at it, trying to figure out what to put on it. Ideas pop up, I attempt to etch them onto the page, but they fade before I get very far. I become bored or disillusioned and they disperse like ill-formed fragments. Nothing is sticking. I'm walking through a thick haze, unable to focus, or care too much about anything for very long. As if I'm moving step by ardorous step up a mountain made of mud. Knee deep. Each step an effort. And I look up at the mountain and see well an etch-a-sketch screen.

If that makes sense?
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