Attention span, you are as fleeting as a summer breeze.
I have a list. I have not yet crossed anything of said list. I am busy, yet I am accomplishing nothing.
It seems I can’t finish anything. Not even the leftovers I brought home from last night’s dinner. It’s just laying in the plastic container, looking as though a wild badger had a go at consuming it before also getting bored with the process of biting, chewing and swallowing. Focus wise…I’m drawing a bit of a blank.
…maybe I should go for a walk, maybe I just need to clear my head. But, time away from the computer is time wasted. It’s better to just stare blankly at the laptop until…words shoot out of your eyes and pierce the screen.
…maybe I should tweet something or absentmindedly like things on Facebook.
…but I want to work, get things done, cross things off the list, but my attention span holds me back and takes me off track.
Ordinarily, I am really at home when I’m at my desk, making lists and immediately destroying them, and looking fabulous while doing it.
But not today. Mark the date on your calender y’all, July 8, 2013, the day my attention span walked out that door and out of my life. Now it’s hitchhiking somewhere along the highway, moving further and further away from me. And the whole things just makes me so sad. I really needed that son-of-a-bitch to stick around.
And so, I will conclude, publish this sorry excuse of a blog, just to cross something off the goddamned list. (In fact I did complete something that wasn’t on the list, so I wrote it down only to immediately cross it off. I’m not proud of myself). But don’t worry. I’ll get by. I heard that Gloria Gaynor’s disco classic “I Will Survive” was actually about her attention span. At first she was afraid, she was petrified but she grew strong and learned how to get along. And she survived. And so will I, I’ve already added it to the list.