a waste

for the past few days
i have been trapped.
in my studio.
i should be loving this -
and i am, in a way-
but, i feel as though i am wasting my time.
i haven't done anything useful.
because of the painting going on -
on the walls of my house -
i steal away up here from the chaos.
but, everything here is packed away.
i spent yesterday
reading blogs,
reading books,
blogging,
writing down some ideas,
& knitting.
i really want to be doing something concrete.
i realize that this
is my everyday problem -
wasting time,
and somehow i need to get over it.