Wall Dinosaur

I've been fighting temporary, situational depression lately. I woke up at 0415, in plenty of time to go to the gym, managed to get out of bed by 0430 and here I am, blogging. I didn't work out. I got up, so that's something at least. As I lay there, pondering how to cope with the depression, considering going back to sleep, I figured that if laying in bed was a remedy for depression, all those depressed people who can't get out of bed would be fine.

So I got up. I made my coffee and then made the mistake of sitting down with my phone while I sipped the Black Elixir of Life. Time went by and it became too late for the gym. That wasn't good. Failing at something reinforces the depression. Had I worked out, even partially, I'd be able to look on that as a success and encourage myself to do more.

Note: Like everything else on this blog, I'm writing this to work things out in my head. I learn through expression, which is why I inflict all this stuff on you.

Maybe the key is to stay in motion, even if the motion is inefficient, desultory or languid. Being idle and inert is the enemy.

On to the lizard photo. I took this a day or two ago. It's a baby lizard that was on the wall of our garage. I liked the contrast and he held still while I got close, so his details are visible. I had thought I could make him really pop if I brought him into Photoshop and adjusted color levels and vibrance, but since it's essentially a grayscale image, nothing really made a difference. Still, I think he's a handsome fellow. I think he's worth a click.

Enjoy.