A Hacking Day

I look outside at the gloomy rain clouds.  Strains of ambient forlorn music echoes in my ears.  On one side of the laptop rests my mouse and smartphone.  On the other, an empty coffee mug.  And such the scene is set.  I type these words.  Today tingles with anticipation.  The anticipation of work done, task accomplished.  Each job, task, chore feels less like work and more like a puzzle, game, entertainment.  I feel like I’m hacking, cracking, smashing the universe’s stack.  Time for some fun.  Today is a hacking day.  Enjoy.