Focus

Sometimes it's frustrating being me. For example, I love to write and when I'm driving or walking or in the shower or anywhere no where near a computer, I think of all of these great topics to write about. And yet, when I sit down to write about them, I can't remember any of said topics.

I am very much like that cow from that commercial. You know the one. The group of cows are running through the field and the one is exclaiming "I'm winning! I'm winning! "I'm....Ohhh! Dandelions!"

That cow would be me.

It's like I need a little elf, or oh, a little fairy, that would be better, to sit on my shoulder and tell me when to focus. Oh! She could be a cow! I wonder what she would look like? I imagine her to be teeny tiny and have a bright pick pair of butterfly wings and a magic wand shaped like a big button. She would sit on my shoulder as I sit at the computer to construct a new excellent piece of writing. Each time I try to get distracted, she would tap me on the head and say "No. No. Focus..." and Moo soothingly in my ear.

The only problem with this scenario is that I very much like, happy, pretty shiny things....much like the cow-fairy I just described. Therefore, I would most likely find myself getting distracted by her prettiness (not to mention oddness) and still unable to produce a suitable piece of work. Then I'm just stuck in the same spot I was to begin with.

Woe is me. What am I to do?

Perhaps she could be a turtle instead? Now that's something to ponder.....

Hmmmmm.....