>> Thursday, February 17, 2011
Well, for the past several weeks, if we're being entirely honest. I was talking about it with Ashley a bit during lunch . . . and I've decided . . .
I'm officially in a funk.
I can't pinpoint exactly what brought it on, but I know it's from a combination of things, including my real-world job, my personal life, my creative pursuits, and my diet. (So, essentially e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.) The only thing that HAS been going well for me is running (excuse me while I find some wood to knock on!). But this stupid funk is even starting to impact that -- zapping my energy reserves.
Usually I slip into these sorts of moods this time of year. Damn you, February! I'm almost certain I suffer from a bit of the winter-time blues. There's got to be some truth in that disorder. However, it's been relatively sunny this year, and I've been soaking in my fair share when I've had the chance.
Still, my life/surroundings -- my everything -- feels stagnant.
I crave . . . Light. Color. Energy. Motion. Yeah -- I need to shed some layers and move. I need to learn something new. I need to go somewhere unfamiliar. I need to meet/share more time with people who hold enthusiasm and passion for life.
I had to get it out there. The first step is always admitting you have a problem right? So . . . thanks for reading!
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