Patterns

I have been in a rut lately - Sort of a spiritual rut, vacillating between tightness and infinite movement. My mind wanders. My dreams are erratic. I wake up anxious as though something horrible just happened.

I have also been writing a lot, but I'm finding it tough to push thru this mental/spiritual funk. As a result, the writing has been going into weird, sketchy places. If my writing could be a person, I'm thinking Steve Buscemi. THAT kind of nervous energy.

Help me Neil Young! I need some of yr relaxed groove.