Laugh While You Can Monkey Boy

Disjointed, disconnected, disassembled. I am moving systematically through the day. Somehow making the elements align and the work move along as it should. I am answering the phone and making sense, at least to the callers, yet in my head - it makes no sense at all.

I am definitely having an "out-of-body" type of day. The kind where you manage all of the tasks, but you aren't quite participating in them. Strange isn't it - that these are sometimes the most productive days? Productive at least in terms of the amount of widgets produced, if not in the amount of creative energies released.

I have had any number of people come through the door today to get my advice on professional needs. I must have said something appropriate, because now they are busily scurrying around getting the information required, dotting the "i's" crossing the "t's" and moving the documents and spreadsheets out as suggested.

I feel sort of like an axle in the cogs and gears, just spinning here. Knowing the part to play and keeping myself in rotation, but not really using much mental muscle.

Perhaps this is just the diffusing of the pressure from our busy season and as I relax back into more normal hours I am finding it difficult to connect to the work?

Don't know - Just seems so - tangential? Somehow not related to what I am really thinking? Not that I have a clue what I am really thinking, mind you, I just seem to be going through the motions of the day - waiting expectantly for my mind to catch up with me.

I wonder, if that does come to pass, will I have some brilliant flash of insight? Or will the menu for dinner be all that comes to me? Either way I think it will feel better than this distanced activity.

Brain-o'-brain, wherefore-out-thou? - Not standing under the balcony apparently.......It makes me flash briefly on a great quote from Buckaroo Bonzai:

Laugh while you can Monkey Boy

So I guess that is what I will do, laugh while I can and - just keep spinning.