Back to Work

Ah the dread getting up at silly-o'clock for the first day of work following the holiday. Time seems to go on fast forward and seems to jump in 10 minute intervals. At this time in the morning you find yourself frozen in thought, unable to move and think at the same time. All your possessions are distributed around the house and the important stuff like keys, wallet, phone etc are upstairs. You go upstairs but then cannot remember what you came up for. To top it all off it's cold and dark outside.