When I Am A Yak
In the time between the last post and this one, I've been back and forth on what its subject should be. One day, I'll think a particular topic is important to speak on, but before I can start putting words on the page, life comes along and distracts me. Things happen that draw me away from my intention to write, or else my mind is drawn to another topic of equal importance. New ideas or interests occur to me, and they too are shuffled to the bottom of a list that includes more pressing ways to eat up my day. At the end of it, or rather at the point where I can see breathing room to actually put a post together, I'm faced with all sorts of possibilities. There are half a dozen things I might expound on, some merely interesting and frivolous, some with weight and purpose, and some I know would have been perfect if only I remembered what they were. Where to start? and What to leave behind? Those two questio...