Remember the small but personally important things
Sick again. It always happens when I’ve got a million deadlines and zero sleep.
In one week, was midtown, downtown, the Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Harlem, and Spanish Harlem. Was kinda in a daze for mosta it.
Most things are due this Friday so there’s a small chance this may be the only post of the week.
Then again, do my best work under pressure. At least that’s what I tell myself.
Me: Now it feels like Christmas.
Suppose that’s one of the main reasons I keep writing this blog – and I’m one of the few that still do. Cause it forces me to write down the small but personally significant things.
Especially since I’ve been so drugged out on cough medicine and lack of sleep, it took me a few moments to notice something was wrong when I returned home from a client over the weekend.
Me: Ah, the tree…wait, why’s the tree in the sink?
Her: Long story.
Have said that the time between Thanksgiving and Xmas is my favourite time of year. Am hoping that I’ll be able to enjoy some of it soon.
Location: another day, another meeting
Music: I went to see the doctor. I’d come down with the blues.
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