I look here, I look there, I look under things, I vacuum, I play with the dog, I walk outside, I talk to the bird, I dream of reading Oliver Sacks’ new book, I look at rings online. The dog eventually collapses onto my foot, warming it.  My other foot feels cold in the air from the window.  Can I move my feet to get my slippers or will that tell the dog I need to play more…..

I feel like I have a monkey mind chattering away in my head, keeping me from focusing on the many writing tasks I have at hand. Suddenly it seems vital that I do Christmas shopping online, do my exercise regime, pluck stray chin hairs, arrange my playlist, write in this blog.

I am in need of Stereomood – something fast and focused.

Writing assignments for my courses call; also my Nanowrimo trials….off to type like a madwoman….