How does one get inspired to do something meaningful? How does one pluck their ethereal muse from the air, attach her to one's wrist with an iron manacle, and keep the inspiration flowing day after day?
Perhaps the answer is doing great feats. Perhaps it is meditation and self-reflection. Perhaps it is hard drugs.
At any rate, it would seem that less video games and more sleep would be a step in the right direction. My mind has been flighty at best lately, and I often find myself having problems concentrating and formulating rational and worthwhile comments. I need a shot of Ginko straight to the brain. Or perhaps just a long winter's nap. Yes, in fact, that sounds lovely.