I’m 42 years old and I have a problem. Time just…slips away from me. I’ll sit down at my computer meaning to get some writing done, and hours later there are still no words and I don’t really know why.
When kids come to school late and tell me they overslept but they don’t know what they were doing up so late, I tell them “it must not have been important, then.”
Even when I drag myself to work, one bump can derail me. I’ll get stuck on what I want to say in this paragraph and some part of me th...
Published on June 11, 2012 15:40