I just can’t quite find the right motivation.
Its like the day presents itself to be a giant game of marbles and I can’t decide which marble to go for first.
Or on days like today, I don’t think I’ve lost any yet, but I seemed to have misplaced my shooter.
Perhaps I should take motivation from the fact that I just compared my day to playing marbles?
Regardless of whether I go for the sparkly one or the vintage cats eye, today I’m thankful I have sweet friends to be playing with – who won’t let me sleep through class, keep me caffeinated, and insist on watching the Office at 12:30 in the morning.
Perhaps motivation isn’t as far away as I thought…