March 24

It’s going to be one of those days when my attentions are always elsewhere, I can tell; I’ve been up and working for an hour, but not finishing anything, merely starting and extending existing projects, jumping from one to another with something approaching anxiety about not doing enough, or not finishing everything or or or.

It won’t last, of course; today, as with everyday, things have to be finished and published and the dreaded deadline doom rules all. But in the morning, there’s always this strange, wonderful space where I can be unfinished and messy and slowly come to, each day. Where being distracted is more a curiosity than an irritation, and I don’t have the immediate, constant feeling that I should have published something ten minutes ago throughout the entire day.

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