I woke up feeling tremendously fragmented. I know it’s probably an off-shoot of watching the Olympics Opening Ceremony: the color and light and drums and the brief history of the Western world in two hours preceded by working at AMA for no money while I pay out $150.00 for the week to Charlie and Sharif after earning $40.00 for four hours of work where it is this constant stream of humanity which was a lot like watching the Olympics Opening Ceremony. Fragmented, overwhelmed, distressed.
I have a huge list of things to do but none of it ending in a finished product which would be me, earning a reasonable wage.
Something has got to give.