Seeing if that's the problem.

Here I lay for hours, feeling relatively peaceful, and then I got interested in a song, and that was followed by some thoughts, and then I posted something about how I was interested in those thoughts, and now I have an kvetchy uterus again. 

What the hell. How quiet am I supposed to be. This is what happens when some women's minds and bodies get too out of sync. Creativity becomes a painful process, and that's sad. 

Or perhaps it's better (from the perspective of the owner of this body) to say, okay, well now we know this needs attention. Let's figure out what we're going to learn from that. Yes, that's probably better.