I understand this. And this... Feeling I live in constantly. Just yesterday I was starting a remix track of Daft Punk's "Digital Love," and before that I was drawing up an animation of a robot eating the moon on my computer. Now, it might sound like I'm bragging about my artistic versatility, but it's hard to call yourself an artist when all your creations look or sound like shit. I wish I had the time or, better, the motivation to focus on one of these crafts, but alas, I am distracted. Distracted by everything. TVs, computers, animals, people, dark thoughts.. Even a shoelace will keep me occupied for a good thirty minutes. I don't know why I'm writing this; all I know is that I have to write this before I'm distracted again and fall down into the sky of my mind, clouded with the complacency of conceptual paralysis (i.e. Stuck in a fantasy). I wish I could string these words and thoughts into a cohesive idea, but the only coherency-- no, clarity I've had in years is to not give up just yet, and keep doing what I'm doing like there's nothing better to do. Just two words.. "burn bright." TL;DR-- I empathize with you and this feeling.