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Focus. Or lack thereof.

I can think of 10 things off the top of my head that I should be doing.

Blogging was not in the top five.

But it has been too long since I have written, as is usually the case.  And I had promised myself that I would treat my writing with respect.  So here I am.

I have been a scatter-brained procrastinator for a long, long time.  I’ve written about it here before, in the many manifestations of this blog.

Are you sick and tired of it yet?  I am.  Well, I think I am.  I can hear some motivational speaker in my head saying that I’m not sick enough or tired enough of it.  Because if I was, I’d change something.

Well, I’m trying… …as I tap this out from my living-room office with train tracks serpentined on the floor at my feet, a dishwasher to unload, an oral surgeon to call, art projects to complete, laundry to sort, wash, and fold, carpet to clean…

It seems that the only time I can find my focus is between 1 and 4 am, but I can’t allow myself to do that when I need to be up by 7 to get kids to school.   Not to mention that that oral surgeon doesn’t take calls at that time of morning.

I’m trying to focus though.  One frog at a time.

What helps YOU focus?

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torch bearing quietly

I will not act out, will not
yell or curse or slam doors,
will not make a scene -- you
do not deserve such a chance
to make an example out of me
to be proven right since you
are not. Instead, I'll stand
at this street corner, raise
my hand high and clench that
light which yet remains. It
will burn brightly, quietly,
fiercely before fading as I.

Then I'll be gone but found.

©JAC 2005

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