Sometimes you look up and the whole day is gone. You’ve been “doing” all day, but not what you want to do. When you look at the days ahead, you’ve got lots more to be “doing,” but what you want to do isn’t on the list. If it’s on the list at all, it comes after the things you must do, have to do, should do, need to do, are needed to do, and are expected to. It comes dead last.
You can think about it while you’re in the midst of all that “doing,” while you’re in the middle of being a “human doing” rather than a “human being.” You may wonder what you are “being” if what you’re “doing” isn’t what you want to do. Maybe you’re being what you must be, have to be, should be, need to be, are needed to be, and are expected to be. But what you want to be? It comes dead last. Too.
So it is with anything I hoped to write today, or for the next several days. I want to write. I want to be a writer. But have other things to do and be. So, I am not. Today.