Eyes creaked open as the alarm rudely screamed its skin shredding shrillness! After several vile words, some thoughts what were far from kind, and a smidgen of violence, the noise ceased and I had a moment to contemplate whether or not to take a sick day or not. But I’m not exactly ill…..just unmotivated. Why is that?
I managed to accost the coffee pot, and having retrieved the soothing elixir, toddled off to the shower for my daily ritual (yes, I shower daily…..most of the time…..whether I need it or not). Drove to the office, after having dressed, so you can stop snickering, and was still feeling unmotivated. Nothing I could truly set my finger on, just a general feeling of BLAH-ness. I began to ponder this, as my mind is wont to do.
Did I get enough sleep? Yes, functionally speaking.
Did I get enough coffee? Working on that part, it’s an all day process of careful balance.
And then, as I was walking across the parking lot, I saw it…a flower growing through the pavement. “What’s the big deal about that?” Glad you asked, think about how heavy asphalt is. Now imagine how much sunlight makes it through. Imagine how much water rushes through. And yet, this flower still made its way to the surface and shared with me its beauty.
That is inspiring to me. In spite of all that may lie against me, to still bring out some spark of wonder is inspiring and motivating.
Or it could be that I just need more coffee!