every day is independent of the previous, at least those first few moments after waking. today, that little dwarf that pulls levers and pushes buttons in my brain decided that today was going to be deathly-fearful-that-i'm-not-getting-into-my-grad-school-program-day. why i am obsessing over this now is beyond me. i have work to do, i have things to write and deadlines to meet. i don't need to be distracted.
right now i'm listening to jaydiohead (courtesy of jevaun) which, concerning music to write to certainly rachets up the intensity but not necessarily the focus. but one can only listen to a mozart station on pandora so many days in the row.
i really want it to be july 3 right about now. argh.