EOD close.  Finished a thousand word essay.  Posing to blog before I leave, or from home.  No, before I leave.  Tired from run but not as much as I thought I’d be.    Getting harder for me to write little notes to self like this in the office, with everyone around me actually working.

Not at all pleased with the talk earlier.  Everyone else thought it was great, or that’s what they said.  Can’t shake it.  I’m just not satisfied.  I’m not even neutral.  I straight up though it was weak.  Move on, forget it.  Close the day strong, write EOD and send to Mark… go get a glass of wine somewhere.  Where?