the grind

I know I haven't been making a consistent effort in writing, but I do have a very good excuse.

The grind. Meaning work.

What else is there for a lawyer, right?

Tonight, however, has not been quite productive. Perhaps the Lakers' loss have something to do with it?

Nah ...

Perhaps it's my brain's constant wandering to another ... LOS(T).

Dr. Shephard.

I miss him already.

And perhaps, that's why the grind doesn't feel so bad. Keeps my mind off the doc's rapidly approaching departure. Except for tonight, of course.

I hate good-byes.

I can't help but think that once he leaves, I'll never see him again.

Why did it take me so long to realize that I love him?

Okay, getting out of hand and a little too emotional ...

Gotta get back to the grind!