2 months into the year & I have been running out of steam (pep, joy, optimism). Went on a long walk yesterday with my friend & accountability buddy, & decided I need to plan a 5-minute (or longer) fun break every day. I have been compiling a list of things I like so that I don't fall into the slough of despond without being able to respair myself. (Respair being a word that fell out of use in the 15th century, & means (verb & noun) the return of hope after a period of despair.) I feel better already. Today I went to a bridal brunch for someone I like a lot and had a raw dinner with two old friends— sisters to each other & to me—who always give me overpowering love & stern advice in equal measure. A good day.