Just how bad is it? Consider: I've used this title before.
I think I'm attempting to recover my pre-April stamina -- that effectively being the month my wife spent in Africa. My attention seems unmoored; I don't really listen to anyone for very long, I can't seem to finish any of my reading (ergo The Bright Spot's presence "On The Floor" for the past two months), and musically I'm compelled to brainlessly re-consuming rock from my youth ("On The Platter"). If I could justify it, I'd probably spend the day playing video games (I can't, thank God). I attend to the family, and to basic household maintenance.
So my apologies for the "lite" material of late. This, too, shall pass -- and if you have any advice toward its expediency, I'm all ears.