Here is an unfortunate truth about me: I have an attention span only slightly longer than that of a squirrel. What this means is that no matter how much I seem to love a new activity I’ve taken up, it won’t be long before I’m bored enough to make excuses to stop doing it.
What's that over there? I'm sure it's much more interesting than whatever I'm doing now.
I fight this impulse all the time, as I’m moderately confident that the rewards of most things aren’t immediate and take significant time and work to achieve. Continue reading
My One Precious Life 