Right now, I’m supposed to be upstairs in my corner, doing what I’m supposed to be doing at this time; but I’m not. I’m here, sitting on the couch . . .
You know when you just don’t have it in you ‘to do’. That’s how I feel at this moment. These very frequent episodes when the spirit is willing, but the flesh is highly unable to assist, so it lies limp, like a dead cat.
The struggle is real.
So here I am: the dead cat . . . or maybe not . . .
I sense opportunity.
I feel a little drive.
This is my chance.
It’s now or never.
And if you’re like me, dead cat’s sibling, sitting on that couch or lying in that bed wasting away when you should me doing something usefully good, so not to waste any more of our time, I’ll keep it short: Here’s your chance.
GET UP . . .
GET GOING . . .