Ready or Not

I don't know. I'm just not where I thought I'd be. Things came up in my stupid moody little head.

But I did get some productivity out of it. And there were a few moments of relaxation. Playing piano and enjoying it for once. Reading David Sedaris' When You are Engulfed in Flames while drinking black coffee in the morning, or late afternoon.

I still won't say I'm satisfied with this week. But like my mom said, "When are you ever?"

In my defense, there were times I did like the way things turned out from breaks. But she still has a point. So whatever. What's happened has happened. All there is to do is face the music. Maybe then, I'll get to live a little and be happy.