Where did the creative juices go?

I have always heard this thing about creative juices flowing but it seems my taps have just failed as far as blogger is concerned. I wake up wanting to go through all the blogs in hope of getting inspired in vain. And everytime I read the blogs, the feeling gets worse. I feel like the child left behind. Every one had these great posts and comments have filled the pages only for mine to come last. It’s kind of like when you postponed visiting someone and then postponed even more because you are thinking My! I’m already late so how will I even go there. And that is how the whole talk of better late than never doesn’t make sense. The excuse of work is pretty handy and funny it is true. I think I have allowed myself be a slave to work and even if I am complaining now, I think secretly, I just love it. May be it’s the hours that pass so fast that I find myself rushing to complete stuff on my desk. Funny thing is that my boss is an ardent reader of blogs although she doesn’t have one. Anyhow I am going to try for real and devote an hour every morning to blogsphere. But while the creative juices are not flowing, you would think that my life is not exciting. Amusing thing is that for the last months I have had a lot of interesting stuff going. It happens and I promise myself I will write about it, only to get to Monday I’m a crammed up with work, then on Tuesday I’m a nut case, then on Wednesday I have lost gas.Thats the story.