This morning I was going to do a video for our vlog, but I have felt rather uncreative lately (as visible by my lack of writing on this blog as well). I realized as I was getting ready for my run in the dark that February is getting to me. It is taking its toll, and though I keep pushing though it is draining my spirit. Something–I’m not sure what–is keeping me afloat, and if it weren’t for my great love of my work and all the ideas I’m throwing at Kyle for possible research topics I’m not sure what would keep me stimulated. I’ve read heard it so much lately–from Christine, Fr. Tom, Erica, Jake–February is killer.
Upon realizing that I was in its grips I refused to let it get the best of me. My momentary cure was to shake it off (physically) and continue putting on layer after layer to show those single digit temperatures I refuse to be dominated.
Of course, I haven’t stayed up past 9:30 even once this week. No one mention that part, okay?