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January 11, 2002
I am under orders to slow down, orders that reinforce my own previous, internal conclusion. I do not push myself nearly so hard today, yet colleagues are nevertheless amused at how beaten I look when I finally leave the office. Rah!
Perhaps the adrenaline generated on those other harried days carried me through the last final hours. Or maybe it is really, finally, too much. This weekend I have promised myself calm, if not absolute indulgence. I will sleep late, dine early and try to do as little as necessary and as much as possible of what I find entertaining.