I don't know what is going on this week but I've just felt like the prefix "un". I kicked it all off with unmotivated, followed by a little unhealthy. Close behind unhealthy was uneasy, with unhappy shuffling in last. It all comes down to too much time and too much anticipation combined with a state of inertia. Perhaps September third will push me along. For now, I must be content with "un".