Okay, I just had to do this. I closed my office door and turned off my phones and am savoring a Pepsi, trying to become more coherent before my next client shows up.
It's one of those days when things go wrong or need to be re-done or just find ways to keep us from making progress.
... Then my brother Ronnie called. He's back in a Philadelphia hospital, is in very rough shape, sounds awful, has me worried.... Makes it hard to concentrate on the fleeting necessities of a work day.
I've gotten texts today from my sister Joan, who is in New York, her favorite place in the world, for her semi-annual three-day Broadway-shows visit. I'll tell you more about that tomorrow. The client has arrived.