It’s 10. In less than 3 hours I’ll be picked up for a 1 hour drive to a potentially well priced project. My greatest panic is that I’ve got much paperwork to do but doing the paperwork gets in the way of soliciting work; not soliciting work gets in the way of paying bills and feeding my family; part of the paperwork is for soliciting work; must do more programming; need a bath. Nevermind. These circular pointless inner conversations clutter my thoughts and reak havoc on my days. It’s best to pick something and work on it. Small successes!
Throat feels better. Nose is sore.
