When you feel that attitude approach, that mood…

You deny it.  Don’y allow entry.  Why… though it feels easy to just sink into it, and somehow oddly empowering, it cuts production’s umbilical cord.  Nothing gets done.  You do NOT move any closer to your Road and what you want it to meet.

Keep with your movement.  Release something, self-publish, then just release it.  Don’t think, don’t edit, nor meditate or deliberate.  Just narrate.

Collect yourself for the purpose of what you want in front of you.  All is attainable, and misery is a manuscript that only YOU mold for yourself.