I am your lack of creativity.

I am everything that has filled the cavities in your mind created by years of education, daily routine and passive entertainment.

I am that bitter taste in your head that gets stronger as you grow older, telling you that something’s not right.

I am the time you spend at traffic signals, queues, elevators and crowded trains.

I scrub out the differences between everyone you see around you. I am the passivity of your actions.

I am the callousness and ignorance created by your wisdom.

I am the mediocrity of your efforts.

I am the rules that you live by and the barriers in your mind.

I am the satisfaction in your second hand experiences.

I am your fear and self doubt.

I am your lack of creativity.

And I am getting stronger.