Marching to your own beat

Do you ever wake up and just feel your heart going like a drum? 

Each beat reminds you that one more second is passing and you still haven't finished that thing that you thought you'd finish, or that you told someone else that you'd do. 

My deadlines are following me around, pounding against my head, urging me to finish them up.

Oh...

wait, the drumming I hear is Sonny. We've really got to keep him from drumming before 7 a.m. The neighbors must hate us.

But I did spent all morning at my desk making lists, responding to emails, sorting paper and books into piles.

I feel better, and almost like I can return to the world a more sane person.

Almost, we'll wait until tomorrow to see if that changes. :)