1st day of August

It's the first day of August, it's not boiling hot as it should be, but nevertheless its hot anyway.
Slim hopes of summer vacations are nowhere to be seen. Expectations of beach comprised afternoons are nothing but day-long wake dreams. Bummer!
Unfortunately, the sun has proved itself a nice reminder of everything I could be doing instead of staying at the office. Damn!
"Stop bitchin' dude! You're getting on my nerves" the ever-present inner voice spoke.
"....." I gave no answer. The voice is usually right - and that's even more annoying cus' it usually speaks against you, mostly in a critical fashion. And both you and I know that.
"Endure the day, dude! It's all you got to do" the voice assumed a more kind and mildly manner.
As I don't have any other plausible argument to totally waste another working day, I sat back and just waited motivation to come my way. I started feeling more relaxed and noticed that I was clearly heading to La-la-Land .... probably due to last night 5 hour sauna-sleeping session.
Motivation, along with some other successful career key-elements just don't stroll around waiting to be hand-picked.
Unfortunately, I was not in the mood for motivational alchemies: I was feeling tired, sleepy and bummed out. I still am, actually.
Knowing that some decisions must be made unless I want to add one more slab of mason in the guilt wagon... my big morning deliberation is to actually work! (I could see the pleased crowd in awe). I'll work then, and then I'll work something out to lift up the spirit.
The inner-voice quickly replied: " I'll leave you up to it then".
I could finally turn on the headphones and not worry about the karma static.