I am surrounded by beauty and inspiration, a million different wonderful things to write and talk about. And yet, each time I sit here ready to share my genius insight and prodigious creativity with you, my legions of adoring fans, my mind goes blank. It is a different kind of blankness to that caused by paper, where imagination continues to romp freely, stopping only occasionaly to gawk at the ravine barring entry to that wonderful land known as 'composition'.
Here my attention is stolen by the ability to read what others have written, diluted by the many, many interesting things there are to do and to see and, quite frankly, destroyed by the sheer scale of opportunity for procrastination. It makes me forget what I was trying to do.
If attention is focused in one place it is not elsewhere. If it is not directed at constructive activities you will not be constructive. Trivial. True.
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Here my attention is stolen by the ability to read what others have written, diluted by the many, many interesting things there are to do and to see and, quite frankly, destroyed by the sheer scale of opportunity for procrastination. It makes me forget what I was trying to do.
If attention is focused in one place it is not elsewhere. If it is not directed at constructive activities you will not be constructive. Trivial. True.
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