Tuesday, June 14, 2011
In this case, funk is a state of being. I'm not sure why I'm in a funk, but I'm tired of it. I'm all about visiting the dark side occasionally, as it's easier to appreciate the highs with some contrasting lows under my belt. It's that pitch black emptiness between 3 and 4 am which makes the dawn so amazing.
But like visiting family, I can only stay three days -- max -- before beginning the inevitable transition from "guest" to "get your feet off the coffee table, here's a list of chores."
It gives me incredible sympathy for those who don't have the option of turning their back on the darkness, facing the light, and taking a step forward.
I'm curious, how do you beat the blues? What do you do when you find yourself in a funk? As always, your comments are appreciated.