Rhythms. The flow.  The routine.  Something has been off now for months and I can't put my finger on it.  I come home from work and sit on the couch with my computer and television on in the background and the next thing I know it is 10 p.m. and time for bed.  In the meantime I have been a thousand places online and none.  I don't actually get real things accomplished like posting to my blog, or editing photos or catching up with Flickr contacts.  And I'm certainly not doing things like cooking or cleaning or laundry.  I don't know what I'm doing.  And the next day it starts all over again.  It's not just about the computer (although the internet is my crack) because I've been reading more in the evenings lately.  I still get nothing accomplished though.  I'm not sure what's going on.  I used to be such a productive homebody and then I had that period where I was out all the time.  Now that I'm home all the time I still can't seem to get in a good relaxing and/or productive groove.  My rhythm is out of whack.


In the Heights