Same as it ever was, same as it ever was. Off to Darwin for ten days, then a camping/walking tour to Broome, so now I’m scrambling to get Chapter 15 under control. I’ve already agreed with myself that I won’t quite get it finished (it’s too, too hard, I moan) but some bits need to be written up now, otherwise the hardship in getting back to speed on my return will be prohibitive.
I used to amp up the stressful striving until late in the night before travelling but that was a recipe for unbearable tension. So now I’m setting out a list of simple tasks to finish before the end of Friday, small things that I can do in an hour. And I tell myself: slow down. Be quiet and slow and methodical.
Soon enough, this desk will be a memory.