Up at 4.15am. No reason -- I must be stark raving mad.
I'm already feeling tired and it's not even 12 noon.
I did manage to read a few more pages of Catcher in the Rye, which I'm determined to finish. The truth is I've read so few 'classics' that I wonder what I have been reading all these past 50 years? Self-help? I think I've probably read enough to fill more than few libraries. Still, I'm sure all that wisdom will come in handy one of these days.
Work is quiet. If anything, it feels like the calm before the storm. We'll see. No, I mean we'll see whether I'm being prescient or just hoping that something appears out of the ether.
One thing that's apparent to me is that I find greater solace in the act of creativity than I do anything else. Oh sure, I can flip out with the best of them and talk P&L ad nausea, but I'm more interested in mindset or action than I am chewing the fat. Do you get my drift?
Anyhow, back to the hamster wheel.
Let's see what the day throws up.