This is a second draft. I had so much written already when I was interrupted, switched applications, and returned to find all my writing gone. What I had written was reflective and positive, and all about a good day and good ideas, actions and experiences. Yet…. Enter the bane of my daily existence … one of the hardest things for me to manage gracefully: Interruptions. Losing my place, momentum, and focus. Trying to find my way back and, like tonight, finding things messed up, lost, or just myself being confused about where I left off. I need a private office with a locking door. I know it's not intentional, and I also see being needed and of help as a far more valuable thing than writing about the relatively routine aspects of a day. Yet when I am in the flow and derailed, it can be rattling. So for the sake of brevity and risk mitigation I'll merely summarize the day as having been good. :-)
🛏️ 6:37 AM ⚖️189.8(-0.6(-7.5)) 🧘♂️8min 👣 13,746(6mi) 🏃♂️44min ❤️58(55-106)
