It feels like a warm spring afternoon. One of those wonderful days when you have all day, and nothing to do. But I have a lot to do. A list a mile long.
I know I need to do-what I would say to some one else. "Do the next thing."
The next thing on the list of the importants.
The next thing on the list of the importants.
So I'm going to turn off the computer. Right now.
And do the next thing.
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