Where is the enthusiasm, the focus of yesterday? Where are the big ideas, the plans, the clarity? All gone. Like a slug on prozac, today I really couldn't give a damn about the best route down the garden path. I think I might change the font size of this blog. Impulsive and edgy I know, but that's the kind of thinker I am.
So, the week ahead looks challenging, but I smirk at the idea of challenge. I scoff in the face of adversity. Last week I had to fit new wipers on my car and new ink cartridges on my printer. That'll give you a flavour...dynamic is my middle name. Actually I don't have a middle name.Years of therapy to address that little omission were only marginally successful. Don't get me started.
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