BLUE FUNK
You do things you don’t normally do when you know you’re heading downhill. You get out of the box you’re comfortably and painfully boxed in — albeit the fear. Unknowingly, you face greater pain… if you aren’t lucky. ‘Twas one of those darn bad days. You’re way down in the dumps. In trying to get away from the hurt and gloom, you end up in a darker alley of disappointments and frustrations. Wounded and misunderstood, you run like the devil –away from the offending source. Your once-shaken world’s further shattered. You cave in.
Let the shots of pain sink in. Let it course through your veins. Let it flow… out of your system… until it’s drained… until you’re drained.
Now, go back to your own old box, with all the unhappy and thorny trimmings. This time you’ll know how to handle the darn ugly feelings… inside the box. You’ve done it many times before, had you not? You were able to handle that nasty one outside the box, had you not? You sure can do it again… and again.
Okay, move your bum and get on with your life. Write the blue funk away. Forget that darn spiky, worthless adventure. Just one bad awfully nasty wind that passed. Snap out of it!