And on the Seventh Day....

My afternoon as planned has cancelled out, been postponed to another day. A couple of items have languished too long on my desk, and I'll work some on them, but the remainder of the afternoon is open. The old habit of reading the email that came in since the last time I checked then opening a game for "just a minute" which would devour a major part of the afternoon's time now comes as a fleeting pull. The question, though, is where to turn. So many choices. This time I'll take one of them. And at the end of the day, when I look back through the perspective of the 11th step, I'll feel so much better. Freedom still terrifies me, but it entices me at the same time.