Clearly I’ve missed posting the past 2 weeks. Why? No excuses, and no reasons either. What’s important enough to stop me from writing? Oddly, it doesn’t have to be something big or important that gets in the way of accomplishing a goal, task or desire. It could be invited, and most of the time, it’s ourselves.
It’s what I allow. What I allow to burden or bother me, and how I allow myself to spend time. Being “busy,” running to see friends, errands, etc., etc., moments of being tired, but somehow miraculously managing to watch a couple of hours of “Sons of Anarchy” (great show by the way). Was everything manageable and posts could’ve been made? Yes. Disciplined watching of “SOA,” could have been done. The show isn’t going anywhere, my time is.
I made choices of overcommitting, overthinking situations (that I could only offer prayer and an ear in), and giving attention to things that didn’t need my attention. It was easier to give my attention to others, their situations, a television show, cleaning, etc., than to work on acting, writing, or exercising. I willingly allowed distractions, found some too, and when I didn’t have a distraction, I made up an excuse, writers’ block. Even my conscious scoffed at that thought. I’m not saying it doesn’t happen, but I know if I had kept writing, I would’ve gotten off the block. Take a walk, watch an episode of “SOA,” but come back and write. Don’t just say, oh I got writers’ block, that’s that.
Distraction – a thing that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else. Extreme agitation of the mind or emotions.
Another lesson thankfully taught, time will tell if I learned it.
“The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me.” – Ayn Rand
“Lazy hands make for poverty, but diligent hands bring wealth.” – Proverbs 10:4