Well, that was another monumentally useless day. Very little done, and very little motivation to do anything either.

Looking back through my old notebooks (I found some in the attic over the weekend) it surprises me just how long this feeling of disaffection with work has been present. It goes back certainly to around 2008 with entry after entry of frustrated boredom, cynicysm and general unhappiness in my work life. Five years on from the first (known) entry nothing much has changed, the same feelings I had back then very much in existence today.