Tongue tied

I haven't written anything creatively in...a long time. Last night on my way to the gym--my gym is a 30-minute bus ride away from where i live and when you factor in waiting for the bus, all in all it takes me about an hour and twenty minutes to go and come back-- I decided that rather than read and listen to music-my usual modus operandum for the ride-- I would write and listen to music. I pulled out my notepad, played my favorite 'inspiring' jams, pulled out a pen and wrote...nothing.

I found myself writing down the lyrics to my favorite songs, all the way there...all the way back. Nothing fresh.

Where has my muse fled to?

I need some inspiration, y'all!