today I am...

:: feeling ::


:: sick of this lingering summer cold, the stubborn gunk, the stubborn weak cough


:: worn from lack of sleep, nights made short on both ends: awake and buzzing at bedtime, babe awake well before sunrise


:: static and stuck, cooped up by this heat, like a lazy lump


:: boredom and inertia






:: needing ::


:: some gentle, kind movement; then some vigorous, endorphin-generating movement


:: a jump into the cold river to shake these sedentary blues


:: an icy margarita


:: some time away from screens


:: some inspiration and motivation