Ah Monday Morning—or afternoon, depending on when I post this. Well, Tuesday if you want to look at it from a different perspective. Friday is off for a lot of people. Not all. I used to be in that boat. Weekend work. Some like it because you get days during the week off. Or the night shift--depending on what part of the night--can work out to be beneficial to an individual who loves the nightlife. Either way. It’s still Monday. And all the things that go with a Monday are still here. Exhaustion. Maybe some anxiety. Depending on how much you miss the weened past.


Sitting down. In front of my computer. Coffee at my side. I’m here. So might as well get on with it. And I’m alive. I get to hit the keys another day. Get thoughts onto this site another day.


I was going to post something this past weekend, but just didn’t feel it. I felt as though I were in a viscus fluid at times, struggling to swim to the surface, but moving too slow to make any real movement. The gel threatening to suffocate with each breath. Swallowing didn’t help, just weighed me down. So, I cupped my hands in front of my mouth and sucked in shallow breaths until I was able to wiggle to the top and barely topple out to the side. My body tightened in a spasm that shook my core as I expelled all the gel from my battered esophagus. I have GERD you know...


Dramatic, huh? I’d say 70% of that was testing out setting and description. So yeah. Messing around.


Still feel numb when I think of anything creative. Hate that feeling. Must keep moving forward. Pushing and looking for a break.


Monday. It’s the beginning of the week. I’m going to let it be the beginning of opportunity. C’mon. Let’s go!




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