Locked Up

First of all, I much prefer yesterday's backblip compared to this poor effort.

I appear to have lost the ability to motivate myself to anything productive, medicine-wise. Give me an errand to run, a musical song to write, a nightclub to go to, social dates to attend and I'm on it like a car bonnet. But a page of notes on palliative care: just seems to be too much to ask at the moment, apparently.