Stuck in the muck of mediocrity.
That's how it feels to be me at the moment. This is the time of year when I go deep, to shine light on that which is ready to be released, a declaration of independence of sorts.
This usually results in a list, a renewed sense of purpose, swelling passion to propel me to the other side of now.
Problem is...it's not coming to me as readily as in years past. This may call for a turning inward with flashlight in hand to ferret out what might be hiding in the shadows.