Swamped

Its one of those days.

Where everything just seems, that little bit harder.

Project managers juggle, thats what we do.

Yet this morning its just been... tougher.

Its not the work load, its not anything I can place my finger on.

Except perhaps... flaming darts?

For the first time in ages, I prayed for his peace and just his presence.

Goodness, I begged for it.

then like an invisible threshold was crossed, I began to gain back ground.

Get thee behind me satan.

This is the day the lord has made, and i'll be damned if you'll ruin it.