Note to Self

From an objective POV, most of the time, I'm hopping from one tiny planetoid of distraction to another. When the atmosphere on one of these worlds becomes too stultifying, I jump to the next. I am always in search of something interesting to think about, or at least to distract me from issues I would rather not contemplate, just then. The Web provides an infinite number of diversions, which is both wonderful and horrible. It can easily consume too much of my time. Often I find myself looking for something to distract me from it -- a book, a walk, a telephone call. This is ironic: a search for a distraction from distractions.