The best we can hope for on a Monday is zombie-like efficiency. This means that although the job will get done efficiently, there will be sacrifices. We normally have to contend with an absence of happiness and severe poetry deprivation.
Why would I ever want to contemplate my navel again when I can experience nausea by gazing down the abyss of my own spinal column?
It is the place where one notices such things and yet one stares ahead as if half-blind and half-deaf, for this is the permissible response when private drama unfolds in public spaces.
What a silly saying! Now is always my chance. There is no other time. Only now. Only, now is my chance, before other things take up my time, to squeeze in a quick blog, because there is only so much learning about terminology management that any sensible soul can take. Besides which, in the last... Continue Reading →