Where is my motivation?

I've got Daniel Jackson paralyzed from the waist down and Sam and Dean Winchester being tossed around every which way, and yet I cannot seem to focus on writing today. Like yesterday, I'm also bored with TV so that's not an alternate for me.

So, basically, I'm just sitting here literally staring at the walls and listening to Evening on the Ground (Lilith's Song), which gives Lilith more power than SPN has managed to so far, I think.

Jeez, I love that song.