Anyone who’s spent more than 30 minutes with me knows that I have problems concentrating on just about anything. I could be doing the most important writing of my life, and I’ll spot something out of the corner of my eye that draws my attention away like an excited dog that’s just spotted a squirrel.
Just writing this my eyes have been averted three separate times (and I have counted) to different outside influences, from a bird that got particularly close to my window to a funny noise that made it through my headphones noise canceling. (if you’re wondering, it was someone making a coffee on the other side of the house — they dropped their mug on their foot).
