I'm afraid I've already peaked. Everything I write, programs or prose, all look worse than anything I've already done. Maybe I lost "it", whatever "it" is.
The words come out sloppy. The bytes come out sloppy. Everything is sloppy.
I want to try again tomorrow, but it's been so many days since I've tried.
This is a damn rut. But it feels like quicksand or a marsh or a bog, pulling me in. The more I struggle the more stuck I feel.
Where's the rope to pull me out. I'm reaching, grasping, clawing for an out. Where is my out?