Dinner

Just got back from my dinner with B. I have the glow that only flame seared meat and a good single malt whiskey can provide.

We talked tonight about my lack of joy. My mojo is gone. I'm not depressed, but there's a definite lack of enthusiasm for that which I was joyous about last year.

I think it has something to do with feeling like everyone is taking energy from me, rather than giving to me, or myself giving my soul time to recharge.