I can’t focus today, can’t concentrate. Nothing is interesting enough to … hold my interest.

I hate days like this. They end up being a total waste. I feel like I’ve accomplished nothing, even though I’ve actually gotten a few things done. Not everything on my list, but some things.

Maybe it’s not a bad thing. Maybe it’s my mind or my body just enforcing a rest, a recharge, a regroup. Maybe some big burst of energy and enthusiasm will come from this apparent day of rest, and the rest of my week will be productive and fulfilling and awesome.

We can only hope. Because I’ve got too much to do to waste days like this.