What's a Woman to Do?

Caught in the middle between over-productivity and inertia. How, one might ask? Don't know. For hours--full tilt boogie. No stopping. The mind, the body, the fast as lighting fingers clicking along the keyboard. Email list long as an unrolled Torah on that special day in the fall. Read. Respond. Click click click. Where's the substance? Is it all just the doing-ness? Hmmmm...