The Exhaustion

This is where it starts setting in. When you have so much to do yet so little time to do it. Part of it is your own damn fault. Um, all of it, actually. You keep adding to your schedule when you already have a lifetime of things you already haven't given enough attention. They say quality over quantity, but when you feel the pull in so many directions, whether it just be your own ADHD you were labeled with at 4 years of age or work you've already committed to, the need to follow through, no matter how one thing might suffer because your attention is elsewhere during that period is too strong to ignore.

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Whether it be this blog, or that script, or that album, or this baseball, or those taxes, or that radio drama, or those Lyft miles, you have to keep pushing. I could hardly even check in on that day game the Mets lost 3-2 because this, that and the other had my attention. Baseball can be a needed, proper distraction for me, but in those moments where it cannot be your main focus, it is tough when you see a loss on the other end.

The Mets are at it again. Just when we're starting to believe, they pull the rug from out under our feet. We always believe, 'cause You GottaTM, even when they're down in the 9th by 9 runs. Yesterday, they only lost by the slimmest of margins and to be honest, I don't even know how close they came to potentially tying or winning the game. It was such an important early series and they seemed to leave all their energy out there on the field around 11pm Monday night when they won in extra innings. Tomorrow is not only a good time for them to regroup with a day off before taking on...ah, jeez, and here I am not even aware of who they are facing nor where they are facing them. I'll check before I finish this post but that's where I stand at the end of the day, scatterbrained and dismayed. At least I have this gentle classical music to help get me at least attempting to focus and off to bed (even though you're reading this on Thursday.)

Oh. They're going to St. Louis. Well...at least I know I have an extra hour to prepare for baseball. Bring on the Central.

CALM. AND. COOL. NOW.

LET'S. GO. METS.