Despite February getting off to a bit of a rocky start, I’m done complaining about it. Quite frankly, I’m stick of hearing myself complain and sweating stuff I can’t change right now. Yeah, I’ve got shit to do, yeah, I don’t have a functioning printer (I’ve delegated this into the trusty hands of Canon), and yah, lack of creativity might be a bit of an issue, but seriously, there’s eff-all I can do about it without forcing myself into some fake sense of productivity. I’ve tried and I’ve just ended up more frustrated.
I’ve always said the brain is like a muscle. You need to work it out constantly for it to stay in shape, but, like any muscle, it also needs rest and you need to listen for the cues. So, we’re resting at the coffee shop riding out this rough wave until we find our balance. It’ll come. Always does.