... concentration ...

The daily running around can tangle your nerves.  Leave you buzzing for days in aftershock.  The one day a week to recuperate is usually spent in a state of uncomfortable jitters, frantically scurrying around the internet or channel surfing the endless abyss that is Direct TV.

What I need is a little relaxation.  A little concentration.  A little motivation.

Because before you know it, I'll have even less time to merely think the thoughts stored somewhere inside of me, let alone get them out.

I blame technology.  Feeding my ADD to a point of obesity.

So today was a start.  I am pretending my TV doesn't exist.  And I am currently avoiding Gmail like the modern plague.

Perhaps, in a few hours, if I'm lucky, concentration will stop by for a play date.  But until then, I think I'll make a few phone calls.