8:30

By eightthirty

what lies ahead

8:30am and heading to work.

Off the train at Haymarket and about to run the short distance to the office, thought I'd grab this on the way past, right on time.

Today has been a mix of progress and pondering.

I sometimes get caught looking down the tracks for too long, and not getting things done right here and now.

There's a sense of inevitability, almost fatalism, around work at the moment. It's a hard place to be.

But my hope is that we realise that there's more than linear progress. There's more than one way to skin a cat...or so they say.

No matter what is in the distance, which of us by worrying adds a day to our life?

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