Everything began to feel so completely and utterly meaningless.

 Not in the way of a tragic existential crisis on the nights where nothing makes sense. 

Meaningless in the way of, what is stopping me? What is telling me I can't and I won't?

 Why can't I write something wordless or paint something that's worthless filled with pointless curses and nonsense verses? 

In more words of Tyler Joseph, "You'll see purpose start to surface."

That, that is the goal I'm going for.