119: Post Tour Depression Part 75

I have pinpointed the problem. Why didn't i realize it sooner? I've been in a rampant funk for the past few days and now I know why. Post tour depression. It hits hard and takes no prisoners. (Remember that band Rampant Funk? From Utah?) Now that we know the malady, we can get on with the treatment... Getting to work early? Surprisingly refreshing. Of course, this assumes you enjoy your job as much as i do. It may not even be the job itself but rather the management of an obstacle that you can handle... alone. Get here, pop on 13+God or Rogue Wave and start printing orders. Dance over to the coffeemaker. Dance back. Burn hands.

Once I get things in order, unpack, calm down...