I seemed to have developed a dry death rattle of a cough which has given me a little sleep and has generally left me feeling like the bottom of a porn theater seat.
This weekend was supposed to have been the weekend of work, where I would set right certain tasks that needed to be completed. As I sat trying to sketch out plans and complete said tasks, I found myself unable and unoriginal, coming up with the same solutions time and time again.
Normally, this situation would cause a great deal of frustration. I have finally learned to re-channel energies when creative juices are not flowing, and cleaned my office instead. The room has been a mess since I moved in. Instead, the closet is now a mess as I just pushed everything in there and slammed the door. Whew! Beautiful cleanliness, how I worship thee.
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