As I sit here eating my breakfast of cereal and bananas, I am thinking that I got a lot accomplished yesterday and still felt lazy. I got all the gifts wrapped, read a book, did the laundry, and watched 2 movies. The 2 movies - Then She Found Me and Birds of America are new favorites. Both movies has brilliant casts and unpredictable storylines. Steve says that I love independent films. I do, but they must have a good story that is well-played. Not all indies can meet this criteria.

So, here it is.....I'm lazy. No one in my existing nucleus would believe me. But I am. My mother and my sister would believe me. The adult that I have developed into is not lazy. But when there is nothing to do, I go back to what I know - LAZY! So, that's me, on a holiday break. It can be refreshing or boring or nothing at all. But right now, all I've got is lazy to work with. My internal motivation has flown out the window. By the way, where does internal motivation come from anyways? Why do some people have gobs and gobs of the stuff and others have nothing at all?