When you feel at sea, getting stuff done can be an anchor. Far worse for me is being stuck in unproductive mode, all the time. I get the little things done. The big things are sitting out there, and I know they’re there, and they aren’t going away. And I have good work habits, much of the time – not amazing, but pretty good. It’s just when a day or two of dithering becomes a week, becomes ten days, and every time I sit down to really hammer away at it the hours fritter off into nothing… I can’t explain it, but it’s way worse than simple moodiness, which holds, at least, the possibility of working through it.