robinbloke | Time for reflection

Or at least time to try and sort out what is putting me into this wierd mood this morning; It's almost like I'm bordering on deciding something, or thinking something but what exactly that is I have no idea. Small shreds of concepts keep popping up into my brain and then flitting away before I can fully grasp them to realise what exactly what it was they were about, and then my glorious short term memory fails and the whole event drifts away like ice cream on a hot patio. Strange headspace most definately. Hopefully the gym at lunch will sort this out and give me some solid thinking time in order to try and formulate what exactly I'm trying to concentrate on, as my usually dire concentration span is shot. Hmmm, not to self, possibly the reason I use so many commas rather than the all important full stop (.) Is that I get some immersed in a sentance I just want to run it on and on while I still have hold of it, and putting a fullstop into it finalises the sentance and I'll be in danger of losing the thread. Short concentration spans are a joy I tell you.
Although short concentration spams are much more fun, and that's what I originally (mis)typed. I now have visions of processed meat in tins with little angel wings that lurk around corners, waiting for you to try and work on something, then flying out to flap annoyingly around your head to distract you from your task.
Hmmm.