I’m listening to Ghost Stories and preparing to finish day 6 of the 1000 words a day habit architecture (trying to build up to naming this and writing it up). I am trying to decompress and reflect on being in a situation where it is clear that everyone else around me cares quite a bit more about what they are doing than I do. I’m a dabbler. I can be very good at a number of things, but I choose to be one foot in, and don’t apply the full attention. The only thing outside of my love life and parenting that gets 100% presence is writing. When I write I’m all in. Perhaps that is why some of the other stuff is sloughing away.
This week I’ve experienced a number of failures or short circuits in my professional life that have ruined my image with co-workers. That is to say the small number of co-workers who still apparently appreciate me has dwindled entirely due to my actions. Not much to say about that other than I’ve proven myself to be unreliable as of late. More to the point, I’ve decided that writing is my primary focus and as a result I feel as if the other stuff matters far less. It goes Writing then coaching and then teaching. The last two might not even be in that order as I haven’t been willing to put in the number of hours of research I ought to in order to be more successful in the coaching realm.
Loose thoughts are trailing around, so I’ll shut down this pity party and turn things over to them.
Some Thoughts:
- I wonder if we are capable of shifting through timelines post death and experiencing other timelines as ghosts. Is death a reset or do we move to another form.
- Got a weird call from my mother in-law who called me because she said I called her earlier. I didn’t and I hadn’t heard from her for almost a year prior. It struck me as odd, because she said she was worried that I called as if something was wrong. Just one of those nights I suppose.
- I like writing to light rain vs. thunderstorms.
- Yeah, these are some random thoughts tonight.
- My kids are watching Kevin Hart’s black history special entirely on their own.