A good thing happened on Friday morning, I woke up. It is always a good sign to wake up and still be alive. Then a bad thing happened, I rolled over and thought to myself, "time to get up and drag myself through more of this shit."
I will explain in coming posts, but my normal pleasant commuting routine has become a summer nightmare, the subway system has closed a bunch of stations for rebuilding this summer. In short my morning commute has gone from 45 minutes to 75 minutes, my afternoon commute from 45 minutes to 90-120 minutes (it took me over two hours to get home Friday night, it is only 9 miles, a fit man could walk it faster.) That hell will continue through September 8.
I have been crazy busy in the office, though I am down to only one behind schedule project. Not unusual for me to be busy. I am working on some exciting cutting edge concepts that could make a real difference in our older-old age.
Dreading the day, is really unusual for me, for a decade I have rolled out of bed in the morning excited about another day of doing interesting things. Enthusiasm, and a belief in the work I do, has carried me through the challenges of the past. I need that to come back.
Sorry about the downer post, I guess it comes around to all of us sooner or later.