sludgo’s Mile Markers: Mile 218 (opens in new tab)

I was running behind. Way behind. Again. Always, or so it seemed back then. Had jammed as much as I could into my day thinking foolishly the meetings and sessions I’d scheduled would all go as planned, like clockwork. But of course they hadn’t because they never did. This person or that person would need a few extra moments of my time or my lecture would run long because there were lots of questions or the computer was glitching or the overhead projector wasn’t working. And on that particular...