Hi! It's Friday, which means sometimes I join up with these ladies (perhaps there are men too, I don't know) and write freely for five minutes- no editing- on a topic. And today it is focus.
and start.
I sit in the quiet, in the dark- well, kind of. (Day, but there is rain.) I try to focus on God's voice, because that is all I really want to hear. But other things squeeze in, some bird, some trucks~ it almost sounds like the city, but in this quiet, semi-dark room it is incredibly calm. I listen to the rain pound on the roof, and then it stops.
Trying to focus on what the professor is saying, but my mind is far from here. Funny, because in that place I was so focused, my distractions could gladly wait for August. And now, it's halfway through September already, somehow, and I've been pining away for some other place. Every day I think to myself that I cannot focus on anything except thinking about the summer. (And my excitement for winter to come, but that is some sort of uncontainable joy that I live with every fall. ;) )
And then the day becomes stunningly beautiful, and I have to walk to do my errands, pay my rent, and it is gloriously good. The day feels full. I don't know if it's because the rain or what. But my focus is nowhere near this day, and yet this day, here, in this town, fills me up.
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