Twitter. Kitten. Puttering around the kitchen. Oh, my workspace isn’t perfectly set the way I want it.
Let’s rearrange my pencils.
And my monitor.
Ew. I need to clean my keyboard. It’s filthy.
No, wait. Focus. You can focus. Get with it woman! Focus.
Medium. That’s become a great place to lose track of whatever it was I intended to do. Who wrote that? Maybe I’ll follow her on Twitter… wait, I already do. Huh. She’s clever. And prolific! Look at all the stuff she manages to get done. I bet she doesn’t…
Yeah. Like this. Like now. I gotta break out of this. This isn’t me.