Not feeling ambitious this morning. Things to do, yes. things to do and no urge to do them. Bah. Humbug.
Which is, actually, almost refreshing. The Bah Humbug, that is. I've been changeable in my feelings this year, sometimes happy, sometimes artificially happy, and wondering where the Sad went? Nowhere. It's there. Not quite as prominent as other years, nor is it gone.