There are so many things I need to do. Words need to be written, stuff needs to be cleaned, other items need to be organized. Life needs to occur.
But I have no energy to do any of them; no desire. I barely have the ability to pull myself out of bed in the morning to get the kids to school and sit in front of my computer to work. I do it, out of a sense of duty and obligation, but it leaves me feeling wasted and drained.
This won’t last forever. Eventually I’ll find my motivation and energy once again, but until then, I can only do what I can each day. It’s not much, but it’s enough. Sometimes, that’s all you can expect.
