Not Inspired

This big milestone is approaching…

I feel like I should be

filled with inspiration to write,

but I’m not.

I’m staying on top of tasks

not letting a single thing slip by,

in terms of graduate school that is,

I guess.

But the small everyday needs

that help release

anxiety and stress

seem to be falling by the wayside.

I guess I don’t really have any need for it.

I listen to my mind…

and it does not appear to be screaming.

No alarm bells of inspiration

urging me to write.

Huh. Weird…

Maybe, I’m just experiencing

mental hypothermia.

Slowly freezing to death

without realizing it

because I’m still so wrapped up

in the excitement of starting graduate school.

Then I’ll realize

my mind has really been on fire

the whole time.