The Woods in Me

Being a little vulnerable

Can I be a little vulnerable for a moment?

First off, I don’t really have time to be writing this, or at least that’s what I’m telling myself. Whenever I have a big project hanging over my head, I get into this stupid little tunnel vision where I feel guilty every minute I’m not working on the project but because it’s hard working on the project 24 hours a day, I distract myself by going down wormholes and rabbit warrens doing more “research” or whatever. Just now I spent two hours (I’m not exaggerating) trying to find the name of a person whose quote I thought I’d saved somewhere. I searched my online history, my YouTube history (it was from a documentary), my wikipedia history (because I wiki everyone), my social media (just in case?), and finally, two minutes before 11:30am, I said to myself two more minutes and then you’ve got to be done. Then I scrolled down one more time and there it was, and once I had the speaker’s name, I went back into my WIP and realized the quote and his name had been saved all along.

This is the kind of insanity we’re working with here, guys.

Okay. Here’s the vulnerable truth.