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I don't have passion. I don't have the drive to do anything. I used to paint, I used to write stories, I made documentaries, I did stuff....now I'm dry like a toast, and I feel burned out. I don’t know what’s wrong with me….I live in ideology and theory…I have crazy dreams and thoughts….Good ideas….I feel limited….I’m sick of limbo…I'm sick of reading Woody Allen's biography....