I need to stay off of American Grey’s Web site. He is totally wrong for me, especially on a day when I’m so easily distracted. I need to focus on the here and now. But lately, there has been so much involved with the “here and now” that it is hard to do. My mind wanders. I’m tired but it’s a good tired. A rewarding sense of being tired after doing something worthwhile. So, I try to focus or refocus and nothing seems to work. It’s Friday, and I’m reminded of some far away place that I have visited and here I go again . . . wandering through old photographs and memories . . . .
Then I reason: I need to post something for my Friday group to view and that excuse gives flight to my drifting mind. Until a Twitter reminder comes through telling me there is a baseball game this afternoon at 3 pm. “Back to work,” I tell myself. Later, there will be time set aside to be with friends—good friends—who have continued with me over many rough seasons in this life. It should be the perfect end to a perfect week.