Ja, es gibt mich noch. Irgendwie ist meine kreative Ader aber im Sommerloch versunken.
Folgender Song von Just Jack beschreibt es ganz treffend:
I get this writer’s block, it comes as quite a shock,
And now I’m stuck between a hard place and the biggest rock,
In my own head consumed. I sit back in my room,
Its like the tapestries of life get tangled in the loom,
I’m like a butterfly, caught in a hurricane,
My heart is quickening as my heart plays a new refrain
