Referencing gardening, Austin Kleon argues that the issue is not languishing, but rather lying dormant
I disliked the term “languishing” the minute I heard it.
I’m not languishing, I’m dormant.
Like a plant. Or a volcano.
I am waiting to be activated.
It seems to me that the reason that so many of us feel like we’re languishing is that we are trying to flourish in terrible conditions.