On Monday I thought it was going to be a lazy day. Y’know, it being Monday and the weather and all. Today, Wednesday, I realise, it’s going to be a lazy week, which is rather ironic given that our deadline has been brought forward by a day.
There is something really, really satisfying in seeing words appear on a blank page, in seeing abstract thoughts take tangible form through a series of black letters on a white background, in being able to type without looking at my fingers because typing is, after all, a major part of what I do for a living.
Today is Wednesday. I’m exactly halfway through a work week, yet I feel as though I am nearing the end of the week. Suddenly, the weeks go by too quickly. Suddenly, five days of work doesn’t seem quite so interminable as it used to when it was, say, five days of school. Unless of course there is something at the end of the week to look forward to, like a vacation or something – that should drag it out some.
Yesterday, I was so desperate for the next episode of Grey’s Anatomy I actually figured out how to download torrents all by myself. Yesterday, I bought a pair of super-high heels to wear for nighttime formal events because I felt like it.
Today is the 31st October. Tomorrow is the 1st November. Yet another new page to turn to on my calendar. Yet another month nearer to the end of 2007. When you actually write the date out yourself, you realise, it’s going to be another year…
Tomorrow is the start of Nanowrimo. I thought I would be up for giving it a go. And then, I’m not so sure anymore.
