There are some days when everything that I touch seems to work. I feel clever, creative, and a master of my craft. Today was not one of those days. When I gave a demo nothing worked, everyone was argumentative, my poor 89 year old mother told me that "this would soon be over" (meaning her life, I think) and the bus rides to and from work took much longer than usual.
Some days are like that. I can only hope tomorrow will be better.
It's best on days like this to find a good book and a place without too many sharp edges and ride it out.
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