Yes. Not often, but at times. And not only in creative works. For me, I focus on certain goals with blind obsession until I burn myself out and lose interest. But I've come to realise that it isn't a real, deep emotion that drives me to these things. It isn't passion, devotion, or anything like that. If someone asked me why it is I do the things I do, I'd have no f*cking clue. Quite frankly, I feel that my sole purpose in life is to alleviate boredom. Why do I fight for freedom? Why do I fight for equality of all people? Why do I fight for the distressing damsel being harassed in the seedy back alley by an equally seedy man? Because I'm bored, and I like fighting.

Most of the time I'm content with this knowledge and I simply look for the next cheap thrill. But when I allow myself to mull over the essence of it - that I have no real sense of purpose - it does tend to bother me.