Why would an encounter with a gun toting dog killer alter my work schedule? I don't know, but it is. The whole thing lasted less than two minutes but I am still feeling distracted. When I am not distracted I am trying to catch up on the work I have to do - and I am mostly there, but then I have the train trip to see my folks. Trying to do the work thing while traveling is not the same as doing work when temporarily relocated. Now I know why I don't want to be a maniacal travel for work person. Not only would the insanity of being flung through the air under noxious fuel power annoy, but the very process of travel seems to disrupt my multitasking powers. Like kryptonite.

 

When traveling, I am more likely able to read articles and novels than actually read and write on work related subjects. Or watch Nemo again on that little screen above my crappy-food tray. At least I don't kick the seat (as much).