It’s been a tough week. I’ve been working mostly on our income taxes, which has been slow going. It’s weird to look at all of the receipts we’ve saved throughout the year. They’re sorted and stacked on our dining room table like corpses of all our dollars spent.
I still feel like I’m working at only a fraction of my productivity. It is reasonable to expect a little transition, but I hope this is the end of it. I’ve got to apply a better focus on things or else I’m not going to achieve my goals.
I’ve been trying to stick to this routine: Up by 7:30, breakfast, news reading, morning walk, shower, and to my desk by 9 a.m. Even when I do follow this, I’m usually not working until 10 or 10:30. Today is a good example. I haven’t had breakfast yet, nor a shower, and it’s already after 9.
When I was walking, I listened to a song called “Danny Go,” by a Japanese rock band called Thee Michelle Gun Elephant. That song somehow reminds me of what it’s like to be a teen, even though I first heard it only a few years ago. It’s got all the hope, energy, and anxiety of those years encoded into its chords and screams. When I listen to it, I start to think that I can do all the things I want to do.
I listened to it twice this morning.