Foul Mood

From bed to boat in 15 minutes! That was a pretty incredible start to the morning. I scrambled out of bed at 8.45 this morning pretty sure that making the 9AM ferry was an impossibility. Somehow I pulled it off (even with an incredibly slow elevator) and was one of the last people to rush down the gangway.

Anyways- things seem to have gone downhill since. You ever have one of those days where you just can't get into the groove of something? As your awareness of this sensation increases, so to does the sensation itself, and on and on it goes. Well today is one of those days.

I think it fully hit me when my manager and I started hanging up slides on the wall and we started storyboarding for the final deliverable. I'd lost my zeal and I found myself uncharacteristically agreeable to all the suggestions and changes. In short, I had no vision, the deck had no vision, and I wasn't able to create any of that creative tension that an excellent output usually needs.

We met again with the larger team and in conversation I expressed some of my frustrations and speaking from the "gut" how I didn't feel like we'd created a compelling story and one I wanted to get behind on. We made some quick adjustments, but it doesn't feel like a "slam dunk" which is disappointing.

I've been sitting here trying to think through things and trying to tap into my metaphysical senses. I decided I needed to escape and ended up on the danny choo blog taking a photo tour through Shinbashi. Makes me recall with fondness a certain kind of existential experience one gets beating down the narrow back alleys of Tokyo. It's a feeling of anonymity and tranquility mixed with a bit of melancholy. Probably all in my head, but an experience I call upon from time to time.

Anyways, hoping things improve.