I like thinking. I like having ideas. The problem seems to be laziness in its purest form. Several years ago you wouldn't have been able to keep up with me. I worked multiple jobs, chased every publication with ideas to sell, and had quite a bit of energy. But then I got sick and tired (literally - in that order), and discovered the joys of slowing down and not running like a headless fool. Now it's difficult to get motivated to go back to what I was before, even though I liked it better. It will require a great deal of energy and I just have to find it somewhere. (On a related sort of note, I feel lazy and guilty now for not writing so much for work, now that I'm doing more of the editing/assigning thing. I wonder if this is at all common or just me, in that kind of duties/job transition.)