Today is a slow, painful day, and I’m easily distracted, as I have to tear apart and rework much of what I’ve done so far.
I find it difficult to concentrate, cannot get into a groove, and struggle on through. Lunch is the remainder of rice I didn’t eat with the curry I had last night, mixed with a hard boiled egg (diced). My appetite has vanished, as it always does when I’m anxious, and so I feel tired and weak all day. Next week will be long, but I could do with it being longer.
I am going to have to bury myself to get this done, and when it’s done there’s still more to do.