Recently shared a little about inertia; I told a friend after that post it was actually more accurate to call it “emotional inertia.”

That’s where I’ve been the last few days, for some reason. You might call it a funk. I’ve probably called it that here somewhere before.

And so what to do? Another common theme comes up: persevere; reach out to others; push through the sledge; keep going until you get to the other side.

I think expectations have something to do with it, where this funk comes from. More precisely, my own (unrealistic?) expectation on what’s possible to get done during any given time.

And then when I fall short, don’t do what I expected to do? FUNK.

And that’s when the perseverance mentality has to rise; and reaching out to others becomes even more critical. Sometimes it takes a while; and so the funk gets more powerful; maybe a wallow even commences; and if it’s really strong, I wake up in the middle of the night, mind immediately racing.

And so?

Reach out to others, and PUSH THROUGH.

And I am.