Damn, that block.

You never see it coming, the small, yet powerful invisible cube that drops onto your mind like an anvil, and never fails to bring with it, stress, who is always tagging along. Always, the paper sign taped to the side reads: 

WRITER'S BLOCK

YOU WILL NOW EXPERIENCE THE ABSENCE OF THOUGHT

DEPARTURE: UNKNOWN

Sometimes, it stays for merely a few moments, until your mind finds a loophole in the weightless brick, other times it's for hours, or days, wreaking havoc on your creative thought. 

For instance, right now. I have absolutely no idea what to write. At all. I have no witty remarks about anything that I'm thinking about, and no creative thoughts to share. In terms of creativity, I find it ridiculous, that something can come along and leave us with absolutely nothing to create, or think of. Especially with the amount of knowledge the brain can hold, and how unique each person is. I find it so intriguing that something can put a stop to our flow of ideas, even if it is only for a moment. With the vastness of some people's minds, I don't understand why we do not always have something to create. 

Even now, still, I have nothing. And evidently, will leave you with nothing.