Distractions
I have finally finished the first of two essays, no thanks to the following: looking out the window at the beautiful sunshine; having to blow my nose all the bloody time because I've picked up my annual "nice weather cold"; lunch; listening to random music tracks that pop into my head; Facebook; placing my bets on the Grand National; the Grand National (fell at the first fence); waiting with bated breath to hear the Dartford result (won 2-1); doodling; changing my watches to British Summer Time; looking out the window at the beautiful shadows.