Distraction subtraction

My face is red and blotchy. I need to change makeup.

Lately I've been too distracted. I haven't been able to concentrate. I've been studying, but my enthusiasm isn't where it needs to be. So I'm going to try something new.

I hate routine. Seriously, I dislike it. But it may be time for me to try it and see how it works. So I'm going to set the old alarm clock for 7:00 tomorrow morning. I'm going to get up, get a quick shower, deal with email and whatnot for no more than an hour, then I'm going to write until nine. Two and a half hours in the morning. Go to school, maybe take a walk after lunch. Then class again from two until four thirty and then dinner and class again until .

We'll see how that goes.

Jen's flight was delayed. Or changed. Or something. There was a mixup. She's coming in to Love Field at 8:45. I'm going to go pick her up, of course, because that's what the good friend does. That's the job. A job I'm only too happy to do, because I know how nice it is to be picked up at the airport. There's nothing quite so lonely as showing up at an airport, either at home or away, and having to go hail a cab. It's a miserable, depressing place. There are thousands of people, tens of thousands, all around you, all going in their own various directions, none of them making eye contact or striking up a conversation.

So close. Within reach. People, all around us. Other souls. Other minds. Thinking original, unique thoughts, thoughts we've never heard before. They'll share them, if you give them half a chance. Strike up a conversation. Hear something you've never heard before.

--If anybody out there knows me, you'll recognize that the previous sentiment was totally in character for me. What can I say? I'm slowly comming back to being myself. In a way, I think I have evolved. But most of the time lately, I have kept to myself.

Every day I wake up a different person from the person I was when I went to sleep the previous night. Most people find this surprising and disconcerting. So I try not to advertise it too much. It's not that I don't think I'm a great person...it's that I don't think people should be so content in who they are...we are human and there's always something that needs a Spring cleaning job inside of us.