Fourteen Years

It has been a trying day in the office. I swear that both The Mouth and Minion are on time-release formulas. Just when their effects begin to wear off they suddenly release a whole new dose of themselves. For anyone who thinks badly of me, this entry should pretty much ice their cake for them….

I’m back at my desk. I just wish it felt better to say that. I didn’t sleep well last night, and I can’t seem to rid myself of this cough. The end result was that I zombied my way through the day, counting the hours and then minutes remaining until I could go home again….

It’s been another one of those days. I’ve been out of my office for nearly the entire day, due to an emergency in an area where my primary duties are. I spent over two hours on my feet, making snap decisions and recording information for later use. I’ve been having trouble with both my right…

There is a moment when the caffeine hits. One perfect, glorious moment. I haven’t had coffee in several days, less by choice than circumstance. This morning I sit in a local DD, sipping a large mocha macchiato and just being. The magical moment is no substitute for true mindful meditation, something I have taken up…

This promises to be another disjointed entry. Lots to say, and (if I’m lucky) a half-hour or so to type. Rented and watched “The Green Mile” over the weekend. I tend to be very leery of Stephen King movies (I liked his books twenty years ago, but you can only get away with ending your…

Which just about sums it up in a nutshell.