The Post-Birthday Trough

Life is like wavelengths (can you tell I pretned to be a science person?). There are crests and there are troughs. And just after the Jesus birthday, I have found myself in a big ol' trough. A big ol' "can't get out of bed" "just sit on the couch and watch t.v. shows I hate" "why bother to shower" trough. Slump. Funk. What-have-you.

Why do we hit these? Why do we hit them after birthdays and such? You'd think we'd be happy to have survived this long, to have had another year on the planet, all of the good stuff. But...there's some part that's hung up on the mortality. We get stuck on being closer to death or something. Try to hang onto our energy, conserve our power for...the long run or something.

Well, it also might be the underemployment, the fact that the woman I've been kind of, sort of seeing is three thousand miles away and I'm not living in my own space. So that all my contribute to being in a big ol' trough.

But the good part about troughs is that they're usually followed with crests. So we shall see.