When you are tired and figety, your productivity goes down to damn near zero. That is how I feel today. Oddly enough, even my beautiful morning pipe seemed dull and uninspiring. I should be grading papers and essays at the moment but do not wish to do that. I *could* go play hooky and enjoy gentle intoxication and ample robust tobacco leaf with my father-in-law but the thought of such pleasure does not rev up my spirits either. Do not get me wrong... I am not sad or depressed... I am just feeling listless and bored....and unmotivated to change these feelings.

It is akin to being MENTALLY quadraplegic.... I cannot move my soul, my psyche, my spirit, nor my intellect at the moment, so that I can improve my lot. I am immobile. Fortunately, mental quadraplegia is not permanent. How this gray, blah, indeterminate fog will lift will be anyone's guess.

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