Typing this before I get on the road and while I have a bottle of water.
Disappointed by today. Even for a day where I knew most of my work would be non-billable, to see my figures at 17% for the day and 68% for the week is just depressing.
I have these flashes of my mojo, but too much time spent not being as good as I can be. And what saddens me is that in my ears I still hear the ex's voice telling me "you can't hold down a real job". Every so often I have these flashes of brilliance, but mostly what I'm seeing this evening is a shitload of emails with little red flags which mean "follow up".
I know I can get this back on track. Compared to the waist-deep s+++ I've been in at other times, this is just a week or two of being off my game. But still: I suppose I'm acutely sensitive of where I score on the "loser index".
There's one more full week of work to go. Let's make the bastard count.
More shortly.
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