I am amazed by the fact that when I am feeling lethargic, or if I am bordering on despair, my first instinct is to head internally and to examine what form of dark matter is brewing in my psyche.
In reality it is often not so complex, and my mood may be more of a bi-product of certain physical needs requiring attention. The over thinking and soul searching is often no match for the simple remedy of fueling my biological machinery with the appropriate elements;
vitamin d from warm sunshine
a breeze caressing my brow
endorphins kicking in as I increase my pace during a walk
music elevating my mood
visual stimuli that fires up dormant neural pathways
Perhaps I commit the crime of attributing complexity to a situation where it isn't required; Is it a crisis of character or am I so damn moody because I haven't had a good boost of endorphins lately?
I was thinking of this today as I took a brisk walk and lost myself in some blissful songs. I kicked my physical machinery into gear and was able to gradually rise above the dark thoughts that had consumed me earlier.
So simple really, let the machine spin in new directions and see what can happen.