My Short Attention Span And Other Stuff…
The joke at an old job was that my secret Native American name is She With Many Windows Open. The dock on my OSX browser frequently hosts about ten open internet windows at the same time, including everything from AP news, to Kim Cattral’s IMDB page to the lyrics to Styx’s “Come Sail Away”…(very important stuff). I think it’s a compulsion, an addiction to random, useless and mind cluttering information. (For example, just now, after writing that sentence, I opened a new window and logged onto Facebook…and I don’t even understand what a “poke” is).
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I’m just overwhelmed by life right now. At a certain point (like 36), you can’t go back to the old ways of doing things (i.e., stressful desk job, lots of coffee and unhealthy relationships). Well, the coffee isn’t going anywhere, but it’s clear that the path from Point A to Point B isn’t a straight line. No, apparently, it’s filled with lots of meanderings, distractions, and FaceBook surveys…
Just for today, I can forget what the point of this blog was…