same old-same old

I spent more than an hour to re-orienting myself around my files: sorting and deleting temporary files. Another thirty minutes is spent on reading and replying to e-mails and offline messages. It’s been one week since I opened my work station and it has been three days since I last opened my online accounts. The typhoon paralyzed me for a while. Last Tuesday night I am trying to have a good dialogue with a horizon pit, I was hoping that I could start having the usual chat with her with her the next day but nothing clear came out-- the nagging continues. It all ends up nowhere.