All a bit of a blur

The day flew by at amazing speed, from one headache situation to another problem to be fixed. With the inbox filling up faster than my ability to write emails with solutions, threats, minutes, agendas, excuses, explanations, budgets, estimates, guesstimates, optimistic numbers, manipulated data, made up figures, reports, slide decks, escalations, assessments, reflections, deflections, defections, defecations. 

But, the pool was practically empty this evening. I had a lane all to myself. 40 minutes. 64 lengths (it's a small pool), a whole 15 minutes that I cannot account for. Breathe, swim, breathe, swim. The mind went blank. Bliss.