On days like today I find my spirit, and emotional being, is often affected. Today is a typical dreary late November day. The wind is angrily blowing the trees to and fro. A dark overcast looms about. The sun seems to have forgotten to rise today. I am completely unmotivated. I have no desire to cook, clean, or even read. Reading is my love and I cannot even muster the smallest amount of energy to stir my desire. I cannot wait for the sun to return and the wind's temper to calm but for now I will sit at my desk continuing to find reasons not to finish my work.