Yesterday I saw my parents. Tuesday I went to the gym. Today... well, I'm at home. I emptied the dishwasher, cooked an omelet, uploaded more photos to Flickr, and now I'm going through my backlog of emails to see what I missed.

I explicitly blocked out this day for quiet and calm retrospection and thought. And now I don't want it. I want something else.

I want to get up and move. I want to talk about politics and the influence of programming languages on the brain. I want to be involved. I want to inspire.

Most of all, I want my brain to be quiet. Grrr.