Its 10 in the morning, and the dogs are barking outside. I am cooped up in my room, unwilling to leave the comforts of my bed until absolutely necessary. My to-do list is longer than I wish, but there are other obstacles in my way. I am enjoying the breeze blowing outside my window, and I am glad its not raining. I will finish my laundry and make it in to work today... but that is the extent of my goals. 30 weeks into this journey, and hoping for so much to come out of the other end. I don't know what tomaro may bring, but I never expected frillier things. I have put so many things on hold for lack of motivation and desire. I have lost my muse. Today may be a good day to recapture it.
