Often compared to a tree that bears no fruit
A bank account with no loot
The inability to produce a thought
Ideas get stale, brain cells rot
His brain feels empty, as if it’s not able to fulfill its purpose, similar to that of a tree that cannot grow fruit or an empty bank account. The creativity he can usually harness isn’t there anymore.
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