After all that talk yesterday about train schedules and sleeping in late, I guess it serves me right that I didn’t wake up until a little after 8 AM this morning. I had a panicked moment as I realized how late it was, then I resigned myself to getting the 8:30 train.
It wasn’t the last time that time would go a little wonky for me today. I completely lost the hour between 1 and 2 PM, for instance; one minute I’m eating my lunch (vegetarian chili over rice where they forgot the rice) and reading through revisions on a manuscript, and the next chance I have to look at the clock it’s well over an hour later. Even though I’m sure it couldn’t have been more than fifteen or twenty minutes. Say what you will about a lot of work, it does make the day go by faster.
It also means there isn’t much of anything else to write about. I chipped away a little more at this short story I’ve been working on, and right now I’m going to try to watch a little more Doctor Who (“The Ambassadors of Death”) before bed. World on a string, have I!