I was doing nothing well today. I mean I actually did a lot of things today, but none of them were done very well by me. If that makes any sense.

When given my first significant deadline at my job that would have required me to work late, the very first time something specific was asked of me, I instead bolted out the building and drove my car through 3 states so I could arrive at the beach in time for sunset. All the while knowing full well how many responsibilities, acts of discipline and tasks I was assiduously abounding. But even my avoidance lacked a certain relish, a certain spark a certain joi de vivre. How is it even possible to not do what one wants not to do, and botch that up too? That’s