Have you been derailed already?
It’s easy to have that happen.
Here it is, nine fifteen on a Sunday and the tone for the week is set:
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
There are so many distractions.
Chickens.
Cats.
Dogs.
The issues the kids are having.
Those damn Japanese beetles doing their best Pearl Harbour imitation on my grapevines.
Some dumb bullshit that some asshole shared on social media that makes you just want to punch them in their self righteous mouths.
A lady who loves to jump high with help and profits from the shape of her arse in her free time.
Corporate sporting events.
Bread
Circuses
A popularity contest between the kind of shit bags you wouldn’t want to spend four minutes with - let alone four years.
People being blown to bits.
What of these distractions are actually important?
I would posit that some of these are distractions.
Some make life worth living.
Choose.