Been super busy these last few days and had less time than I wanted for typing. Grad schools classes don’t really lend themselves to allowing for free time, but that’s an excuse, not a good reason.
Anyways, here’s a brief poem on Motivation. Pretty accurately describes the situation right now!
Slipping and sliding through your fingers
Once there, once gone, better hit the
before it lies lost
as a King’s last pawn.
In one ear, then out the other
or worse, ignored
left to rot on data files or in leather-bound journals
Musty, old, but then
rediscovered and attempted again
new energy flowing in, new roots taking grip