In addition to being the hardest possible word for me to spell, the actual act of falling into any sort of rhythm eludes me. I simply have not been able to conquer it. There are, of course, reasons. Rhythm is an idea that can be very large. For me I am trying to establish at least a weekly routine. This is made more difficult by very little being static in my life. I’m away quite a bit, the boys are playing sports constantly, home life leaves little space for working at the level I need to work in order to stay on top of things. Above it all, I am a game junkie. Like bad, you see. Lately I play when I should be working, and that just means the work piles up.
Rhythm requires lists in my opinion. I cannot seem to get that one down, so the other is obviously a problem. It is a process. I need to begin that process again by recognizing the variables and recognizing what is not changing. From that point I can start to build a schedule and find that rhythm and focus on staying in that groove, so I don’t spend so much of my life trying to get back into a natural one after I’ve fallen off it.
Some Thoughts:
- 9/11. On this day 22 years ago I thought I’d lost my mom in a terrorist attack. Turns out I didn’t. 3000+ other people lost someone who they cared about. It is still a national turning point. I just continue to believe we turned the wrong way.