Directionless
Durn. I went to bed last night without thinking of something to write about this morning. This means sitting down fresh and sorting through a large collection of random thoughts to see what might be worth a few words. I remember yesterday afternoon thinking I might write about the day I was having which mostly consisted of sitting with a large group of my friends and listening to music. But I’ve been talking about my friends, old and new, the last several days, and put that aside.
Unfortunately, I was really tired last night, having gotten only a little sleep the night before, so after putting that thought to rest, I didn’t think much about this morning’s word requirements before I went to bed and to sleep. As I just mentioned, this means an early morning blank spot. Another complication is that I’m playing golf with my brother around noon, so my mind is busy thinking about turning with the hips and other random golf thoughts and there’s not much I can say about that.
I did talk to a friend yesterday who encouraged me to write a book about grief because she liked my resilience and thought people might benefit from knowing how I did it. And I thought that was an interesting idea, because hearing how someone, other than you, sees your work and life can give you insights and help you organize your thoughts. That certainly appeals to me because I like the idea of The Bigger Brain and that’s all about the power of collective thought when focused on a single subject. And with that, I’m going to try to be more focused tomorrow all on my own.