It is the same when I research something for a story. I get so caught up in the details and the tangents that I end up on the periphery staring back at my starting point, quite unsure exactly how I got from there to here, then retracing my steps.
I am horrible at juggling. I get too caught up in the fact that I am actually juggling that I end up dropping all the balls once I realize that I am actually doing it. Maybe if I don't pay too much attention to it, I will manage it better.
|This is not my puppy,|
but he sure is handsome.
After all, when you are terrible at something the only way to get better is to keep trying, right?
How are you at juggling life? Are you getting better at it, or are you just better at accepting it?