Feeling listless this morning. A day stuck at home, flu-ish, fatigued, and sweltering in my third floor apartment, probably has something to do with that. Just leaving the building and entering the cool autumn air this morning was a tremendous boost.

Walking back from grabbing breakfast at the pastry shop, the sun was just beginning to burn through the fog, a bright orange disk that looked more like a blood moon. It was mesmerizing - I had to remind myself not to look at it long.

My goal today is to move through the day in a spirit of fierce intent. Part of my listlessness, I think, is focusing too much on myself. I need to dwell less on my own angst and confusion, and focus more on helping others. The fog may clear if I stop letting myself feel aimless and instead put my energy into more productive pursuits. Like this morning’s sun, my brightness is still there, just obscured by the confusion I’m letting myself wallow in.