Weak T

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    A holiday, time out of the office and removed from the computer, and an opportunity to limit the time I spend browsing on TWeb. Returning, I set myself a goal, to not visit TWeb during office hours, to focus on work, to avoid feminine drifting. A week passes and I hold my nerve but I visit briefly from home. All still here, familiar names, rituals and emotions. Day 8, I glance during office hours and it’s difficult to retain focus. Day 9, lunchtime it’s miserable and wet outside, grey with autumnal overtones. I type in my password and embrace the moment.
    Something familiar, reassuring and necessary. I must contribute something, anything. Hello again, and thank you for being here. x