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I haven't updated for a while. I keep remembering a conversation my two friends (Anne and Kat) had weeks ago. They were talking about distractions. Anne told us how happy she was to have her boyfriend as what she calls, a good distraction. She said that he helps her keep focused and relaxed and that he is one who does not add to the stress but helps alleviate it. Kat explained to us how much she wanted to have that 'kind' of a distraction. And yes, I wanted to have one too. But the kinds of distractions that I get from time to time are what I call, beautiful distractions. They throw me off, make me lose my focus and my 'groove'. Yet I walk around with little wings on my shoes and with a sweet feeling of intoxication. I don't get to focus and I lose my game. I hate it so much when that happens because I can't get anything done. I try to stay away, but its too late My nasty addiction. =( |