If you stay somewhere, anywhere, too long, your mind begins to gently sift out of your ears.
Especially if that somewhere is the office.
I was at work from 6am until 9:30 pm yesterday. I was in the office from 6am Friday 'til 7:45 pm Saturday with a brief 3 hour nap and one quick trip out to watch a hockey game.
My brain is fried. I want to be an engaging father and husband. I want to be a practicing TKD black belt, to be fit. I want to explore my creativity in writing and in visual art through I.F. But, my brain is fried.
Hrmph!
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The "Trickle Down Theory" as it applies to my brain . . .
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