Felt like I was outta gas recently,

Could see in my mind the long list of things to do and people counting on me,

Still a was standing flat footed, outta gas, inert, pensive;

Took to the couch, two short naps; helped a little;

Many events big and small flashing across my mind, slowing my soul;

Resolved to ensure and survive and find a path forward, a new look at an old way,

Get outta my own way, recharge, and set off again,

Tomorrow.