This (almost) Poem I wrote this morning whilst in bed, it describes how I felt at that moment in time - EXACTLY!

. . from an exhausted head . . 

Exhausted disposition
It is Unanimous
Functioning disabled
Incapacitated brain waves
Chemically imbalanced
Photons misfiring
Totally Pusillanimous.

What is it about? It's about my state of mind, well I am tired through lack of sleep and my partner and I had heavy discussions the night before - and I have this hanger-on of a virus which is making me feel totally out of sorts and has done for over two weeks now.

Feeling sorry for meself? Absolutely ha, ha - and yes, that is soooo unenlightened of me, I totally agree; so be it!

Anyway, the point is I got out of that pusillanimous state of mind by getting showered, and doing some EFT, which is Emotional Freedom Techniques for the uninitiated amongst my readers, and a little meditation and positive self-talk helped as well!