End credits, I'm ready for you to roll.
What helps: snuggly dogs, scratch-made meals, a soft flannel shirt, crisp late summer mornings.
What hinders: bangs hanging in my eyes, piled-up laundry, quiet sitting, a clenched jaw.
Waiting, mulling, moping-- not how one recovers from a slump. But if one isn't doing these things, one has to think of something active to do. Then the going. Then the doing.
It all begins with the mustering of some oomph.
Vicious cycle, I'm seriously considering calling your bluff.
After a nap. Or nine.
After a nap. Or nine.
