April is the Cruelest Month

Last year around this time I wrote a post titled My Soul is Fettered to an Office-Stool. And yeah, due to the nature of my job, it's happening again now: work is going to consume my life for the next four weeks or so, and posting may get sparse around here. Actually, I can think of at least ten things on my to-do list that ought to take priority over blogging, at the moment:

1. examining every one of my stray thoughts to see whether I can turn it into a short play (because I feel that I need to build up an arsenal of one-act plays)
2. writing said plays
3. doing my taxes
4. making my room/apartment more beautiful and livable
5. reading (plays, novels, The New Yorker)
   
6. seeing theater
7. attempting to have a life and see friends
8. writing about said life in my pen-and-paper journal
9. taking long walks whenever the weather is nice enough
10. getting enough sleep
11. trying to squeeze all of these activities in while working till at least 8 PM nightly, and sometimes going into the office on weekends!

Actually, the challenge of goal #11 excites me; to triumph over this cruelest of months! And if I succeed in that, perhaps I will have some good thoughts/stories/opinions to share with you on this here blog. But maybe that won't happen till the merry month of May...