As of right now I am sitting alone, listening to The Police. So Lonely just played, and I thought “you’re telling me.” Sadly, everyone but me is on vacation. I have three co-workers, none of whom are currently co-working. That means that for me, eight hours each day are spent completely alone. Boring.I’ve been trying to keep busy with work, but it is almost impossible to focus when you’re bored. My attention span has degraded to near nothingness, and my work ethic is struggling to keep up. Luckily this will only last for two weeks.

At first I thought that this would be kind of sweet. No more sharing, no more having to let other people listen to their music. I could just sit, listen to my music, and do things my way. I seem to have forgotten that by nature I am a social animal, and as such, require some attention to stave off insanity. It has gotten to the point where client phone calls, often the very bane of my existence, are a welcome form of human contact. Even if the client wants me to do something completely annoying, I’m just glad that they called.

Luckily my Dad gets into town tomorrow, and my evenings and weekends will be chock full of visiting and merriment. Then, once everyone else gets back from vacation, I’m taking my vacation. This keeps me going.