Sleepy Work Day

I had a terrible morning, the kind where every limb feels attached to a five-pound weight, and closing your eyes provides a momentary relief, despite the fact that you’re sitting upright in an uncomfortable chair. Over the course of the day, though, I got a bit more awake, thanks to caffeine a bit of forced concentration.

I got Power’s microsite up, but there were some last minute changes that I couldn’t implement before the end of the work day. I had planned to meet Chelsea for a poetry reading and had to leave by 5.