Time on my Hands

Today is an interesting day. Interesting because, unlike most days, I seem to have a bit of time on my hands. There are no extra hours being granted for work. Other than my usual daily chauffeuring, I have nowhere to go. There’s a chilly dampness in the air today. It’s gray and sort of sad and lazy out. It’s raining the sort of rain that just kind of comes and goes, misting everything but refusing to just let go and pour out full force. Not much unlike the struggle to fight back one’s own tears only to have a stray

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Pick One and Run

the rest will come on its own. Honestly, my mind just keeps moving full-speed ahead, jumping the tracks every other chance it gets and basically just wreaking havoc in every direction. So many ideas. So many dreams. So many roads to take. Is it any wonder I’ve settled on a liberal arts degree? Nope. No wonder at all. Too interested in a little bit of everything and not interested enough in any one thing. Definitely time to just pick one thing and try to keep my focus on that. No more shiny distractions. No more wandering off into the dark.

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