The Ebb and Flow
Sometime the day just feels like this.
There are ebbs and flows with this new path I’m on. Some days, I feel immensely creative. Ideas move easily, one thing leading naturally into the next.
Other days, I wake up wondering, What the fuck do I do today?
Today is one of those days.
What feels strange, at least to me, is that I have a list. A big one. Plenty of things I could be doing. Yet somehow, I find myself staring at the tiniest lack of motivation like it’s a wall.
Maybe it’s the gray sky. The overcast weather. The feeling of the day not fully waking up.
But I also know this about myself: if I just start, the flow usually comes. Motion tends to create motion.
Still, the pull of the ebb’s vortex feels strong today.
Fuck it. Let’s get to work.