I have no particular need of therapy at the moment. Other than as I always do, for the backdrop, bedrock barking. Things are okay, I should say – but busy.
People like busy people. It sounds credible. It’s a good problem. But you can be busy being an arse, remember. And I should know.
No, I’m thinking of a type of therapy that’s so universal, so multi-practical, so everyday-useful I mention it now as a helpful daily tip, should you find yourself ‘busy’.
Need a pep?
Feeling less than frisky?
Really f***ing depressed?
I defy you to find me a human condition that is not downright righted by taking the following simple steps:
1: Locate a music playing device. A proper one, not a phone. One you can annoy the neighbours with (which if you do, you can instantly return to point one to feel better again, remember).
2: Locate a playable copy of Earth Wind & FIre’s tunes In the stone and Star.
3: Turn up volume a tad beyond Loud Enough.
4: Press Play.
Really. I frankly DARE you to try to prove me wrong. I would prescribe this on the NHS for people with the most fearsome personal obstacles to overcome. Only I might prescribe the whole damned Greatest Hits for hardcore cases.
Trust me. I’m not mad.
Despite being off to the physical therapy of a circuits class.