I’m here for the endeavour, but I don’t want to write tonight.

The collective energy feels heavy, cynical and despairing. My personal energy is depleted. As much as I am committed to keeping this daily, I have nothing to say right now. I am in need of my bubble. I want to retreat.

I am disappointed in such apparent lack of fortitude, but times like these are wont to throw us off our game. I know I will recover. And to be in something for the long haul means being okay with a short term compromise.