People in the house constantly interrupt whatever I'm reading, watching or listening to.
The two hens in house constantly cluck and cluck about all their problems, and never do any real thinking about their own actions or lack thereof that contribute to said problems.
I keep thinking about all the work I left behind last Friday afternoon, and the tons of emails in my Inbox, Slack and Team messages piling up, and the never-ending 3rd degree I'm going to get from my manager and so on.
I seem to have a gap in figuring out basic musical passages in songs I'm working on, and to what end? I'd rather be working either completely new songs, or working out the drum patterns on all the older songs I've accumulated.
Plus there's this.
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