On Goals and the Supervillains to Productivity

The last few weeks, I've realized, I've been in a bit of a writing rut.  I just don't know what to write about - nothing of the creative spark I had in high school has decided to manifest itself.

It's easy to point fingers at certain situations.
I've spent a year in college, away from a secure environment where I'm allowed to manifest my creativity.  I actually have to get up every day on my own, get myself to the dining hall, get myself to class, stick myself in the library for a few hours a day, go to clubs and service events and a bunch of activities that take up time I could normally use for writing.  Now I've been around lots of people who take 'no' for an answer, who allow themselves to make excuses, and maybe don't push themselves to 100 % capacity.  At the end of my senior year, I definitely felt like I was not that sort of person - I was the one who, with half a glass of coffee and a few pens, was determined to do what I needed to do to get stuff done.
But, shifting over to this summer in particular, the increase in free time has lead, I think, to a decrease in motivation for doing stuff like writing, but also other things.  I admit, my summer diet is not exactly healthy.  I hardly eat breakfast, and lunch is normally fruit, goldfish, and trail mix.  Sometimes not even that much.  I can see why my parents have started to get on my back about things like getting out of the house and seeing people and having some sort of structure to the day - it helps a lot with productivity.  The danger, of course, is that the mindset of Eternal Free Time - only having to leave the couch and my yarn to get some more food or to maybe go for a run in the evening, and nothing in between - is the worst enemy of productivity; I might even contest that it's ranked higher on the Supervillain list than procrastination.  At least with procrastination, you can recognize that you actually have a goal in mind, but you're just choosing not to pursue it.  With Eternal Free Time, the original existence of a goal is questionable.

As the next big chunk of free time looms over the horizon, I realize that I need to refocus my goals - and make sure that the goals are established in the first place.  That's the real trick to getting any sort of anything done.