(Re)Starting Small

I appear to have misplaced my mojo. I’ve not lost it completely. I mean I know roughly what it looks like, and it can’t be far cos I had it up until recently. I just can’t be bothered looking for it. I know I know, it’ll be the last place I left it. Thing is, it isn’t. I checked. I looked back a few weeks in my journal and there it is, right where I expected it to be. Except now, it isn’t. I can’t think of why it’s disappeared — I’d make a rubbish detective — and don’t think there is anything else going on either. I’m eating reasonably well, I’m not ill and life is, broadly speaking, fine. And it’s not like I don’t have the desire to do things, every day I ponder things I could do, although that, in itself, is starting to become annoying. I want to write more. I have ideas for this blog. I want to go to the gym. I want to get fitter. I want to cycle more. I have, as usual, various little projects I’d like to spend time on. Yet, when presented with the opportunity to actually do any of…