A season of wet weather has arrived, yet I find myself quite dry inside. I assure you that this is not going to rhyme throughout, though I do fancy saucy wordplay from time to time. I find myself dry artistically, creatively, and that seems to infect all of me. There are so many incredible things happening out in the world right now, but I am drawing a blank inwardly. It’s frustrating being in this state while Christmas cheer infests every street I walk upon. There is music everywhere in the world, but I can’t find the song inside of me. There are colors and bright lights bringing sparkle to ordinary things, but the image in my mind’s eye is a white sheet like my imagination has been snowed in for the winter. I need some help. Please give me some spark, some words of inspiration, or a hit song of which I can possess all rights. Give me something. I’m like a Salvation Army coin collector right now. I’m holding out my bucket to muses. Please muse, throw me a bone.