Tomorrow I plan on commuting to the office, reacquainting myself with my office, and to get some work done. In an empty room. Driving in puts some skin in the game. It’s not easy to be distracted by some little thing. It takes more effort to leave and think of something else. The rest of the office isn’t really going back until September and even then under some different group rules – what people are comfortable doing. Right now, I need a little time in the office. I only wish the cafeteria would be open even if just for some lousy free coffee. Seems like a short road trip to get coffee every few hours might just be the ticket – enough to break the day up into more manageable pieces.
For now, I am about to embark on the ascent upstairs to think about winding the day down and trying to sleep without being too aware of the night and its duration. Sleep will allow it pass easier for me. I will try to continue some of a great book I’ve been nibbling at called On Rue Tatin. We’ll see. Bonne nuit.