One day at a time, for the rest of time. Listening to Baléro, and moving, forward... Baléro has nothing to do with it, except for that it is merely a distraction, that is at best motivating.
This is an attempt to get out of a, 'funk'. I don't know what else to call it. I've been less than a procrastinator. Enough self loathing.
The music is there because a friend requested to use my computer at a late hour to write an assigned paper, for class. Nonetheless, it provides me some pseudo motivation reconciliation in this moment, but is certainly not the source of my new found inspiration.
Clarity, found. More to come.
Matt
