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In desperate need of warmth...

It has to be the cold slowing me up at this point. On the inside I'm all raring to go, wanting to get on with stuff, but for some reason my body and soul just don't want to co-operate. They're on the go slow, and threatening an outright downing of tools...

I'm stuck in some sort of apathetic quagmire.

I'm doing the bare minimum to get by these days, and honestly, I'm not convinced we're "getting by" per se, at all.

I know I've been here before and gotten out of here before, but for the life of me I can't remember how? What did I do to get my mojo back? Where, oh where, is my ZING!

I have a sneaking suspicion it's one of those things where I just have to start. You know, just get up one morning and start doing stuff, even if it means dragging myself around to do them. Oh and I have to actually DO something. Mental work isn't going to be enough.

But see, sunshine always helps with this. Sunshine and warmth and a wide open front door onto the world... When the house is closed up as it is and has been for the past couple of months, I just want to crawl into bed, and failing that, sit in front of this little box idly tapping away at the keys...

Ok, enough! Must. Do. Something... At least until I WANT to do something...

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Jen said…
I feel the same Sif..and I think that is the key, just to start but I am having trouble taking that first step and starting as well.

What always makes me feel better though is a clear blue sky. I love to look up at it..just let it sink and and take over me..always calms me down. I think that is why I like driving to work from here..I drive down country roads where I am surrounded by green fields and blue skies..and barely any traffic! it is very refreshing.

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