Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below. |
It's Sunday. It's a Free Day so there is no specific prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" ![]() Sunday Jamál the day of Beauty. That's a good start, I have no idea where the poem is going, but I'll figure it out. I'm on my second cup of coffee and timing my writing between sips. I'm considering going for my third cup as soon as I take another sip or two. Last week was an interesting week. Last week was a productive week (when it comes to writing). Last week was an inspiring week. Yesterday I learned that "Memorial Day Ceremonies" ![]() ![]() I was flabbergasted. That's a word my mother and grandmother used when something surprised, amazed, or astounded them. I haven't thought about that word in years. Perhaps a wandering mind isn't always a bad thing, a bit irritating when I can't focus on finishing a poem, but not necessarily a bad thing. I'm on my third cup of coffee and my focus is coming back little by little. Another cup of coffee and something to eat could help, at least I hope one or the other helps because I have two stories I have to finish for a Wednesday and a Thursday deadline. My focus is back and my mind has stopped wandering. Thinking about this situation, I realize that an unfocused wandering mind happens at random intervals. It's something that makes me who I am. I doubt it's anything to worry about as long as it doesn't happen too often. I'm not planning to drive the car today, I'm safe at home where an unfocused mind can do little harm to anyone else except me. I have a cell phone I can use in an emergency, so I guess I'm safe enough for the time being. Thought of the Day: "Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." - Dr. Seuss |