Wednesday, January 09, 2013

{reflection}

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I think too many times, I've seen a place I wanted to get to and just assumed that, by simply wanting to get there, I'd be there. Soon. Eventually. Next week. And then I get confused when I realize another year has gone by and I don't even remember where I was going.

So last night, Barclay and I decided to take a pen and a notebook and a table at a coffee shop and write out some goals and aims and thoughts for 2013. We've never been big on new year's resolutions and all that, but this year we were talking about life and intentionally living it and decided that, much like grocery shopping or travelling or baking, if you want to remember to get/do/educe certain things, you should write them down.

We arrived at the coffee shop and ordered some drinks, but got distracted on the way to our table by a bookshelf with clearance stickers all over it. The complete collection of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes was there, all of it, for twelve dollars. We abandoned our mission, bought the book, and went home, where Barclay read aloud to me until I fell asleep.

 You see? This is exactly my problem.

I'm distracted from things that need to be done by the things that are much more easy and fun.
{That rhymed, so you should probably get it tattooed on your forearm in a swirling script.}

The moral of the story is probably something about reflection and intentionality. Sigh.