My week has finally ended. Starts again tomorrow, in eight hours. I feel very tired but unexpectedly motivated too. Since I always have to make time to squeeze in other things besides work, I get to appreciate ten minutes of music, thirty minutes of running, walking or reading, a few hours for meeting friends, doing errands, window shopping, and similar little tasks divided into small periods. Feels like every minute counts. Feels like there are goals being achieved somehow. Feels like I’m doing fine, in the real world. Feels.
—“Periods”, August 17 2014