Dump the funk
There have been days
where I have been unsure of what portends, I feel a bit listless and uncertain,
thinking about what I am trying to do but not getting done if I had any idea
of what or how.
It is like one is
caught up in a funk and by that, there is a disinterest apart from allowing for
routine to just tick along and hoping there will be a breakout to something
useful. In our video conferences, Brian would nearly always notice something and
then begin to incessantly probe, even though I cannot put words to the
situation that it seems to exacerbate my discomfiture. It is like a low energy situation that cannot be salvaged with a tonic.
Eventually, I do find
my way of the clouds because I am such a person who begins to realise, I am not
in the most comfortable place to thrive. I find things to be thankful for, what
I should be planning for, stories to be grateful for, the light that sweeps the
darkness away, I rise, rise above it to do the things I enjoy. I do get on and
get on well. It is well.
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