…and I only have to get through today, and then it is the weekend.
I am just particularly unmotivated this week with regards to work. Which I am now late for. And not for any particularly good reason.
This has just been a particularly dragging week. But tonight is Midnight Ridazz and tomorrow I am seeing my friend Zee in a production of Shakespeare’s A Winter’s Tale with a group of friends. And weekends are when I actually see my boyfriend for more than a few hurried hours at the end of a mid-week workday.
(He did come out to Venice last night, with a Couplings DVD, which I greatly enjoyed and look forward to finishing this weekend)
To work, to try, to get through the last day. Maybe next week, I will have drive again, or whatever it is that pushes me through.