Stuck

Here
everything is blurred,
unfocussed,
foggy;
black and white
run together;
thoughts slip
from my grasp,
ideas dissolve,
memories merge...

There
everything is distinct,
defined,
doubtless;
white cuts cleanly
across black;
there is clarity,
concentration,
creativity...

But I cannot tell
whether
'there'
is where I am headed
or where I have been.