When Not Writing Is More Painful Than Writing

I find myself unable to focus for long periods of time. Instead of writing, I perseverate. My thoughts moving in all directions – front-to-back, right-to-left, back-to-front, left-to-right. I say, “If I only had more time.” Then when I have the time I tell myself, “I’ll do it later.”

People Are The Worst

“I’ve been waiting 25 minutes!” a bowl cut haired middle-aged woman snaps at a nearby busboy clearing a table. “Did they forget about me?”