my mind has been enveloped in a sort of fog today. i feel as though the time it takes for a thought in my brain to become an action has been delayed quite a lot, and by the time i am able to do what i intend to do, it is far too late. so today i have chosen to not do anything, and have remained in a useless inertia. i have spoken about inertia before, but now it seems a lot worse. why is that when i am most tired, my inspiration and motivation to create something, for example a writing, is at its utmost high. it is as if my body recognises the fact it cannot do anything, so it cheats me out of the blessing of having a stable mind whilst creating something. i had quite a lot of thoughts last night, and it kept bugging me i would forget, so eventually i got up and wrote down what two topics i was thinking about on my notebook. the ideas have lost their spark but i am fairly certain if i recommence their unravelling at the right time, it will return.