Deja vu.

This week has been a mover. Have you ever had the kind of day where you come in, start working, and the next thing you know you’re checking your watch and it’s about half an hour past the time you normally go home for the day? Now imagine that you are so single mindedly involved in your work that stopping is kind of like waking from a deep sleep. There is this period of disorientation afterwards where things don’t seem quite right. You don’t need to tell me, I’m scaring myself.