this morning #2227.

this morning, i woke up fully determined to keep busy. need to make the most of my day. intent on departing as far as possible from the inertia of yesterday. she’ll have no good reason to say that i’m wasting my days. she’s not wrong. i’m a pro at being a bump on a log. doesn't mean that a man can’t change but, largely, my motivation’s been drained. staying active’s a bitch these days. “go outside. get some sun,” she pleads. i hear you, hon. easier said than done. i started off with promise. didn’t linger in in bed. instead, i jumped in the shower. stood under the water & let it wake me up. stepped out feeling alive. revived. chased that with a couple cups of coffee. by 9am, i was an eruption of energy. by 11am, i’d got a bunch done. by noon, i’d crashed. passed out on the couch.