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Hang on a second, I just need to head over to the RTP1 to check on the weather. The rain that was forecast ten minutes ago might not be coming after all. Oh look, there's a cat juggling mice. I wonder what Donald Trump is up to. And there's someone talking shite about gun laws in the USA. He's wrong, he needs to be corrected. He's wrong again. And again. And again. What do you mean, it's tea time? Focus on what? Oh, look, a squirrel!
There is so much that's fascinating (albeit often unverifiable). Perhaps we all are dilettantes at heart.
I should get back to work, but can't help myself writing this review and then writing a comment on here just because I can. Argh. Concentration on one thing is impossible these days. I've wasted 7 minutes already. Oh well. Better just check my emails before I get back to the thing I need to do.
Another switch of perspective: stop taking “breaks from distraction” and instead take “breaks from focus”. Don’t think in terms of shutting off email or Twitter for an hour; make shut-off the default, and make sporadic forays into connectivity. Good advice ah? But would welcome further advice as to how to achieve this in an open plan office! On the other hand, this open plan office wank has gone too far!!! Bring back the Madmen days! Whisky, short skirts, long lunches, ahhhhhh those were the days.
Dvorak used to compose music at his kitchen table, surrounded by the noise and bustle of his family. No need for a shed in the garden (Roald Dahl used a shed too, I believe) or some specially insulated "focus box". Some people can tune out distractions and concentrate on the task at hand. Bach too (Patently Bach was focused upon something...). He had something like 26 children from two wives. Dylan Thomas, once successful, got that hut overlooking the bay in Laugharne to write his poetry and then dried up, sometimes only changing one word in a line some days.
I smoouked marrigerwaana every day fur ten ears and it made not a jot of indefferunce to my IQ. I confess to lookin at my phone like clockwork every two days. Dunno why, its a landlines....
