Excuse any typos, I'm too lethargic to proofread

Sometimes I wonder where all my energy goes during the day. I'll be zipping along just fine and then all of a sudden I'm crashing into the metaphorical brick wall and metaphorically burning. I can't even muster up the strength to turn to the New York Times online and that it just a sad statement about life.

I also feel zapped creatively. I rack my brain to come up with something I can deem worthy of even attempting to write and I find myself coming up empty. Perhaps my daily atmosphere is an actual cause of writer's block.

It can't possibly be like this in every office. What about marketing people? There's no way they can go for such long periods of time without feeling the slightest bit creative. Are the constantly drinking?

There's something about florescent lights, pumped-in white noise and the sound of people typing which leads me into the hallway of laziness and no brain movement. The other issue is the fact that the nature of my job is to hurry up and wait. Quick, fix this! Oh, wait, you've got to get four different approvals first. What, people aren't responding? Send a follow-up "thressage" with an literal time deadline. That musters a frantic phone call, which leads to more emails, which leads to waiting for more responses. I don't think the human brain was programmed to function this way.

Hey, at least tomorrow's Friday and in the corporate world that means all conversations can include the word's "at least it's Friday!" Look at that, I just typed out a thought and then made fun of the people who have that thought. This can't be good.