The planning exercise that I'd found daunting turned out to be worth feeling daunted over. An anticipated problem is no easier from the accuracy of the anticipation.

It took some rushing home for a quick cleanse and a rush back out to get me into a mood where I could start to slow down and feel better. I met up with a similarly harried person. It all started to melt away. The weekend had begun.

Thank you to the overattentive waitress, who lurked around our table like Igor the lab assistant in a bad Frankenstein rip off. Without you, the ice would have taken longer to break.