I have not gotten anywhere, I have not accomplished anything...

I parked the car next to the row of trees. I picked up my book from the passenger seat. Opened the door, straightened up as I straightened my jacket, zipped it against the morning cold air. I blipped the locks and did my memorizing routine on the parking stall number: 1401 -- I need to plug that in to the machine inside the paid area of the Lafayette BART station to keep from getting a parking ticket. As I started to walk away, I looked back again to see the stall number: 1401 -- part of my routine. When I get 1/2 way to the station something I notice always triggers a reminder to think again of the number (1401), also part of my routine. As I began to walk away through the maze of cars I thought, "What time is it?", and instantly saw in my mind my Blackberry plugged into the charger on my desk back at home. I don't wear a watch, I use the Blackberry. Too late to go get it, I kept walking while an inventory of all the ways I'd need it today strolled through my thoughts.

(Professional Advice)