A Desire to be Inspired.

I find that I have many things to write about, my recent trip to New Orleans, my new car, my recovering from surgery puppy, but I am lacking inspiration to write about the things that I just mentioned. Why? Because I have a complete lack of inspiration right now. I am in one of my funks and I don't quite know how to rise above it.

I guess I would say that I felt the funk creeping up on me sometime last week and for whatever reason I was unsuccessful on shaking myself from its dreary grasp. My mood is very easily influenced by my surroundings, the people I talk to, what plans I have, etc. I always have to have something that I am striving for, or something that I can get excited about. Right now there is nothing. I'm currently weaving my way through each day, neither here nor there. I need to be inspired, but by what?

Last night before I went to bed I was watching Sex & the City on TBS (if you hadn't noticed it seems to be a recent obsession of mine) and Carrie was in a funk as well. She couldn't find anything to write about. Fortunately for her, a book offer came along and jolted her back to life. If only something of that nature would come my way.

This is my limbo period where I try to figure everything out. The future plans, how to achieve them, so on and so forth. I'll figure it out eventually sometimes it takes me a while, but for the moment I'll settle on being thankful that Andrew doesn't get weirded out by random and not always pleasant mood swings.

I'll end with a touching poem that a very dear friend emailed me last week.

Appearance and Reality by Turlough O'Carolan

To appear wise, one must talk;
To be wise, one must listen.

To appear to do good, one must be busy;
To do good, one must know when to stand aside.

To appear to lead, one must put oneself first;
To lead, one must put oneself last.

To appear caring, one must give advice;
To be caring, one must give space.

To appear to love, one must know how to give;
To love, one must know also how to receive.

To appear happy, one must smile;
To be happy, one must be free with tears.