I'm in a reasonably good mood. My mind feels sharp. I've made a to-do list, and none of the things on it are hard, distasteful, or new. I'm feeling a little anxious, but I've been far worse. My desk is a mess, and my director is getting on me about my lack of productivity. Yet here I sit, surfing, instead of doing the things that will make me feel better. I don't WANT to be like this. I want to be dependable and creative and get the job done. I want my desk to be clean, and my thoughts neatly organized. Why am I doing this to myself???
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