I enjoy the return to normality after the festive break more than I enjoy the spiralling descent into it.
I thrive on getting shit done, and sometimes I forget that. Particularly when I've had my nose to the grindstone for a few months - you focus on the hours not the minutes. Getting back to it after an extended period of not checking off the to do list reminds you of the simple joy of completing something. That feeling ofclosing loops in your brain. Weekends aren’t long enough for it. You need that unstuck-in-time, perpetually dark malaise that occurs between Boxing Day and New Year’s Day for your brain to fall apart completely.
Before noon I was at Inbox Zero. Rewarded myself with a biscuit glass of water and a jog round the park.
Posted Thursday, January 3, 2019.