Distractions

I think life is like standing in the middle of a Vegas casino. Total sensory overload and everything is designed to distract you and lull you into floating though life without actually doing anything. TV, shopping, Playstation (I'm an addict, lol), etc. all conspire against me.

Then there's the everyday things, like the car breaks down, things wear out, have to do errands, go grocery shopping. When you add it all up it is a miracle anyone ever gets anything personal done at all.

And I do consider writing personal. It is a business, I realize, and I am building "inventory", but it is also very personal because my primary reason for doing it is for ME and because I love it. Someday, when I'm lying on my deathbed, I will never regret having written these books or taken the time to explore my creative side. I find it very meaningful.

My challenge every day is to cut out the things that distract, that don't really matter, and insist on the things that do: my husband, my dogs, my writing. I don't want life to pass me by. I don't want to be 80 years old wondering what the hell I did with all my time.

So every day counts. Every day I take breath is another chance.