Arrived at work relatively early today, supposedly to go about routing some papers that I'll be needing over the next few days. The first hour at work started out fine: routed some memos, organized a mountain of junk on my table, made some calls, secured a venue for a meeting. Was still a little sleepy (what else is new), but managed to function all right. Felt slightly proud of the momentum I had thought that I had gained.
And then I stopped.
Stopped to rest, stopped to think, stopped to eat, to read, to sit, to do absolutely nothing.
Which brings me to where I am now: blogging away senselessly and regretting the grande cup of NYFD fries that i had with red hot chili peppers and honey mustard dip.
I feel like a ball in a pinball machine.
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