...because I haven't done a lick of productive work this weekend. In fact, I haven't written a single word for work in the last week. That's not good.
I doubt it will change for the rest of today. I have tried to get my thoughts arranged for at least one of the two stories I should have written; didn't work.
Instead, after walking, writing about walking, and consuming a pot of tea, I have basically spent the day starting at the walls. And thinking.
Oh yes, thinking. Thoughts I shouldn't have allowed myself to think. They started off nicely enough (the unrealistic part) and went downhill from there when reality kicked in.
I suppose when things aren't going well, it's natural to look back fondly on something that started well and ended badly and think about how it could have ended well -- or, better, not ended -- if this, that or the other thing had or hadn't happened.
Mostly, it's the other things, those over which I had no control, that went wrong....
Nothing good can comes of such thoughts.
And I do need to get some work done. No work, no money, you know.
Wait. I haven't yet seen any money for the last six articles I've written.
Yeah, I feel totally in control of things. Uh-huh. You damn betcha.
You are correct, nothing good can come from those thoughts.
ReplyDeleteI do wonder sometimes when it is quiet and I begin to think about things of the past, I think about painful things and not positive things. Wonder why are brains do that.
Because they can justfly?
ReplyDeleteI think it's because we all read too many novels where putting oneself out on the line worked out and led to a happy ending, unrealistic as that is in real life....
I know that I watch too many movies with perfect happy endings. That is NOT good for me. Life is not like that.
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