Sometimes, you just get stuck.
It doesn’t matter what you’re doing, there’s just a mental block. Yesterday, I was working on a picture of Michelangelo’s David at the Academia and found I couldn’t draw. No matter what I did, the lines didn’t look right, the pencil felt wrong in my hands. Eventually, I managed to work through it (ish). Now I have to go back to the Academia and finish my homework, but no complaints here.
Tomorrow, I’m making a presentation about the historical Virgil versus the literary Virgil in Inferno. I’ve done tons of research, but I’m still stuck. I find myself procrastinating, reading far ahead in Vita Nuova and dawdling about Inferno. Ah, such is life. At least I’m stuck in an interesting read.