The restlessness that gripped me this morning has lasted all day. Unfortunately it has struck on a Saturday, which means I cannot do half the things I have pulled towards me as part of my 'to-do' list. My bank shut at 1pm, so I can't harass them. It's the weekend, so people who owe me money are probably lounging in lounge chairs by the poolside, surrounded by mint juleps and cool friends as I fret about the cheques that won't come.
But I need to get something accomplished, so I can go back to my state of innocence. I think I'll clean a shelf or two.
But I need to get something accomplished, so I can go back to my state of innocence. I think I'll clean a shelf or two.
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