Emotionally downtrodden, I wake and wonder why I don’t feel like giving the day a try. 
   Mondays don’t usually feel like this, for me anyway. I’m up early most days, but today I’m moving slower. 
   I feel it. 
   It took a while to get out of bed, and even now I’m wondering why. More so, I wonder what is worth getting up for. These are difficult times.
   I have too many thoughts, and many are not good. 
   Yes, I’ve got many good things to do, but can’t seem to wrap my head around what must be done. 
   Maybe coffee will help . . . and breakfast.
   It’s a thought.
   If breakfast is the most important meal of the day, so too shouldn’t be your first thoughts. 

10/16/2023                                                                        j.g.l.