Daylight Savings and Distractions
So how is everyone else holding up with Daylight Savings?
Me, not so much. I have felt much like a cat who spends its days attempting to, getting close, but never quite catching its tail. Not sure why. What’s strange is, this is a pattern. Every spring and fall, this happens.
Is it psychological? Is it because some primal force in me wants to get that hour back? Perhaps, but this happens even when we gain an extra hour. For several days, I just feel antsy and “off”, so to speak.
Of course, spring is eventually arriving (our Southern groundhog, the General Lee, LIED about there not being 6 more weeks of winter on this year’s Groundhog Day) and I am looking forward to that. Bradford Pear trees blooming across the city–making all of Atlanta appear like it’s dressed in lace and ready to attend a wedding. People sit out on front porches, lounge around at clustered tables on patios, enjoying the beautiful spring days that will arrive (or so I am telling myself – it consoles me with this cold snap we’ve been having). And of course, let’s not forget that those of you in Atlanta can also enjoy the Doors documentary when it starts on April 9.
But, like all distractions in life, it’s time to not let it get the upper hand. Things affect our lives all the time; the key is not letting it send you into upheaval. Yes, Daylight Savings and its offbeat self has tried to strike at the core of my creative nature, trying to zap me of any artistic impulse. But it’s 2 days past when we turned our clocks, and I’m getting a bit wiser (or, I wish to think so).
Don’t let distractions get to you. They can’t be eliminated entirely, but you can conquer them and keep focused on your goals. As for me, that goal is to up my word count at the moment.
Keep going. Even without that extra hour, good things can come.