This is a sketch by Pascal Campion. I think it’s great, and more to the point, right now I think it’s me — running running running with a smile.
In the last week, I suddenly find myself in a busy place. Getting things done. Having fun. But right now I need to be three of me. I need more brains, more arms, more time and less need for sleep. I am so behind on responding to comments here that I am sure many of you think I am just a figment of your imagination. I hope you will bear with me — I do want to talk to you, I do, I do. And if we’re talking about talking, I owe so many people email that I’m worried there aren’t enough pixels in the universe. If you are one of those people, I grovel through the internet and beg your continued patience.
This is what happens when I become very focused (as I am right now on putting the final touches on my business website). Focus is a sly little word: it sounds so serene, when really it just means that I fall down a rabbit hole, blink at the end of the day when Nicola forcibly removes me from my keyboard, and realize that while I was away my To Do List mysteriously got longer. How fucking serene is that?
Ah well. I’m working my way through the list, and I will catch up on the comments and the email and All Will Be Well. But right now, I think I’ll just go have a beer. And smile.
(Thanks, Pascal, for permission to use your sketch here. Hey everyone, go check out Pascal’s site.)