Been feeling oddly sad and tired lately as if my mojo’s gone on vacation and is refusing to return. I do know that, for some time, I’ve felt a desperate need for change but can’t quite wrap my brain around what that change may be. Maybe I need a really fun vacation – or a therapist.
I’m voting for the former. The scenery is lovely and it sure makes living without your mojo more fun. Maybe I’ll run across said mojo while I’m there.
Ever lost your mojo? Pray tell – where did you find it?