Talking to myself right now
Listening to J S Bach Air On A G String...Kuai Le/Yo Yo Ma...Chants/Cisternian Monks of Stift Heiligenkruez
Stopped giving lip service to my maintenance needs, riding this out, and start again.
Stop...Start...Stop...Start
Fortunately there is more forward movement then there are those of stuck-in-the-moments.

My Little Chickadee...mine, not WC Fields
I love this little bird; sent by Creator to remind me that it's all right to be unique...to hear your own drummer and dance to your own song.
This little bird comes to the feeder every morning. He waits for me to settle in and then the show starts...
His gift to me is he grasps the feeder line then rolls over so he is swinging upside down. An itty-bitty trapeze artist...he hangs on although the wind may swing him up and away, back down for a swoop then back up. His morning exercise before his breakfast...

Can I not be like my little friend? I don't know many chickadees that hang upside and sway with the wind.
Perhaps it's all right for me to look at the world from a different viewpoint...upside down may reveal an entirely different perspective/view.
I should not fear this, at times I do though.

"All of us are lying in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars" is an Oscar Wilde quote. I'll leave any interpretation to wiser ones...
But
If I'm lying in the gutter resting; maybe I should be looking for the stars.
and remembering
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in
Leonard Cohen, Anthem, The Future Album

'Bout time I rang the bell