A Sense of Time

 
 When I was a little girl, I thought summer lasted a whole year. That is, until Kathy Harris ruined it for me in second grade, by showing me a calendar and calling me a few choice names.  Once summer had that three-month boundary securely tied around it, June, July, and August seemed to fly by in a loud Whoosh! Childhood summers were never quite the same again.

Fast forward a few decades and some things never change. I confess, my sense of time still gets skewed and I think about the places I'd like to visit and the photos I'd love to shoot, after I'm done with errands or laundry or writing or painting the kitchen, or after I organize my home office for the umpteenth time. Weeks and months pass and whaddayaknow...it's summer again. Or Fall. Winter. Spring.


So here's to living every day more intentionally, with a specific purpose.  Not because it's on a list but because it's written in my heart as something I really would like to explore or (in many cases) complete. We creative types tend to have a lot of irons in the fire, which doesn't mean we always complete what we've started. Hmmm. Can you relate?


William James once penned, "Nothing is so fatiguing as the eternal hanging on of an uncompleted task."

Yep. I gotta agree with ol' William.


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