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Creative flow, or ‘in the zone’, as it is sometimes known, is a state in which we are so focused and so in tune with our mind, and absorbed in an activity that we seem to flow through it. Anything seems possible and your brain operates at its peak capacity. Time seems to slow down, but simultaneously speed up. The energy and creativity just pours out of you as beautifully and as plentiful as the Trevi Fountain.
I don’t know if there is a definition for the opposite of creative flow, but I have that. Floblob. I’ve decided Floblob is the opposite of creative flow. I have a serious case of Floblob. In this state you are so out of tune with your surroundings that you’ve found the local AM radio station, and the improv Belgian jazz* from the 1920s is distracting if not quite alluring. You are so unabsorbed in any creative process that you turn into Glycomer 631*, and the mushy peas that was your brain is now merely a beacon to transmit an SOS signal, which could remain on loop for hundreds of years.
There is no rescue.
Sleep is a cure, but it all seems too late. No amount of sleep can cure this exhaustion, this Floblob. Although on the plus side, I am flying to Ireland in a couple of days; 6 days of no work sounds good to me. I am sure the energy will return, but I hope this is not the start of some ‘Flip-Flopping Floblob Phase™.
*One of the most unabsorbable materials known to man.
*Apologies to any improv Belgian Jazz fans out there.
P.S Longer posts will resume after the passing of Floblob.