I have in my mind this whole series about comic book heroes and the spiritual life lessons that we can learn from them, and the concept really has me jazzed. So much so that I said 'jazzed'.
But I don't want to write.
I don't want to do anything.
I don't want to work, or fix my house. Or grocery shop, or workout.
I don't want to fight, or love. I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to be. I'm tired. I want to go home.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.
