Fight the power. I did all day. It fought back, and I lost big time.
Call it a case of the Mondays. (Insert Office Space reference here.)
My usually trusty editing computer was acting like the printer in that comedy classic. Thankfully, I could figure out the problem, albeit taking two hours to troubleshoot.
I just could not get going. I have lists upon lists of things to do, and a deadline heading towards me like a train coming down the track. Right now, the train's probably in the station, just waiting for the time it will steam into my life, but it's there... oh yes - it's there.
And now I have come to the end of my day, and felt the need to put it into words. Appropriately, the power meter on my MacBook says I have just a few minutes to finish the task. I am too tired to plug in.
Perhaps a new day will bring better luck, or better energy. Less surfing, more doing. Less daydreaming, more meeting. I am tired, yet optimistic.
I hear that train a coming!
Good night, sleep. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.
Yours truly,
Johnny Blogger
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