My motivation comes in waves. Lately, it's been
hard to get motivated due to the tremendous amount of pain my foot is in
for no apparent cause. The fact I woke up having been bitten
by something this morning is no help as well as the fact my body
feels very tired.

It doesn't make work easy nor does it help my creativity.
But effort begins with a single line of code.
It begins by pulling up the document and staring at it
until some thought comes to mind.

Lack of motivation can be forgiven when I've done my job
and decide to rest. But after days of not moving forward
I begin to require extra umpf to continue.
And so forth, I need to develop strategies for moving forward in these sorts of times.

One that helps is reviewing the past progress I have made
via my journal. But when my mind remains in a haze and my muscles
are tired and my head nods from fatigue there isn't much I can do
but heed the warnings and crash.

But before I give may I take one small stock.
May I write one simple line.
Make one post.

May I not go silently into the night for tonight
is the same as every other night in one simple way.

It marks the ending of another chance to succeed in
any way however small.

And that one line may be small,
but it's a statement of motive.