On The Getting Of One's Groove Back

Ever get that feeling that things are on the upswing? I kind of feel like that at the moment. Maybe it's biorhythms (which I don't believe in). Maybe it's my moon ascendant Uranus (which sounds fun, but I also don't believe in). Maybe it's the change in the weather for the sunnier (now that I believe in).


Graffiti, Summer Hill. [Click to see bigger]

Whatever it is, it feels good. There's a pep in my step, some zip in my dip, some zing in my schwing you might say. The sleeper awakes!

It's kind of a horrible feeling being out of step with yourself, let alone the world. I'm not sure if I had a visit from the Black Dog (probably its lesser cousin the Dark Grey Puppy) but I have been kind of flat the past few months. Beaten down by our admittedly mildish winter. Tired. Lazy. Prone to colds and stuff. The frustrating thing about having a period of feeling like that, is that it's hard to see it for what it is at the time, to say to yourself this too shall pass.

But pass it does. Just don't call me Stella.