A certain quality. . .

Some pain has a certain quality (as opposed to quantity) that seems to cut through creative capacity like nothing else that I have experienced. Today was the first day that I have felt well enough to actually be productive. I managed to accomplish a number of tasks at work that urgently needed attending, and later I was able to actively work on some thoughts about coffee that I will be sharing over the weekend.

Its been an interesting month in many ways and I and glad to be finally able to sit for more than a few minutes at a time.

I've also missed good coffee and this weekend I'll be making some extra efforts to get my palate back in tune and also roast a few new beans, including an old favourite - Ethiopian Yirgacheff.

I'm glad to be upright, even though I don't exactly feel like going for a jog (yeah right - if I EVER feel like going for a jog you'll know my mind has snapped!).

I do however feel like writing again and that brings back a significant part of my daily enjoyment.

It's time to get up off the mat. . .