There is so much that requires immediate attention that the urgencies have whipped me into inaction. Like chasing fire flies, I run toward the spot where I saw one blink only to quickly dart off in a new direction to try to catch still another that just blinked. Though there are fire flies all around me, I find myself running around with a still empty mayonnaise jar.
It's now 2:50 AM, but it'll soon pass.
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