My morning started innocently enough, grinding away on some contract work as well as juggling my regular day-night job duties, but found things quickly melting down into a surreal nightmare of short term memory loss. It culminated with my desperate search for my car keys, late as usual to drive the baby to my parent’s house for the day, to discover I left them in the ignition all night in the on position. My focus has been so hard on my work that the most practical and menial of tasks, like remembering to turn off the car, have begun to escape my grasp.

To pull me back to reality and give me some a much needed break Management took me into West Hartford for her hair appointment and I spent the better part of the afternoon off-line taking pictures. While raw and damp it was a fine way to get my head reattached.