Personal journaling.

This hasn't been a day for major accomplishments. It hasn't been one for minor ones, either. I can't entirely chalk it up to post-concert hangover - the loss of the morning, sure, but the rest of the day is on me. For no reason or cause other than inertia. I went grocery shopping for canned and frozen goods, took some time at the gym, and rewrote a scene. And that was the sum total of my output for the day. Didn't get to tidying up the floor. Didn't spend time on the job hunt. Just didn't do much.

Some of this I can recognize as a low phase that needs momentum. The key to that is building it up. Another key is understanding it for what it is, which is an internal issue pressing outward onto reality. It just sucks that it's not something as straightforward as doing the dishes.