Six Minutes

All told, I get six minutes to just sit until lunch. It’s not enough today. I feel so out of sorts. I don’t know my ass from my elbow right now.

All I can think about is the pointlessness of what I’m doing. Still in Nissan. Far too slow to make any sort of impact. No end in sight.

It takes me forever to set up and get going. I think it’s because it’s unfamiliar. But also, this is life without Adderall.

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