It'll take time.

A Very Serious discussion: if the British navy were ice cream.

This morning, I showed up late to the dentist's, but because the person who would've had the next appointment in the day right after me showed up early, they were able to fit me in and I didn't have to reschedule. There's something in there about the sliding capacities of time and schedules, and probably a lesson beyond "don't take a crosstown bus to a time-sensitive appointment when the subway is right there."

I didn't get either job I interviewed for last week, which is hitting harder than I thought it would. I'm trying to cope with fic edits and research, which is going to work until I get through all the chapters my beta sent me and I'm left with my own thoughts again.