Here’s my entry for this week’s Creative Construction weekly challenge “rushed”. I took this picture in Times Square, New York City, Saturday night about 1:30am. Rushed. All those people. All those cars. All that noise. At 1:30am. Where are they all rushing to?
I go through phases where I constantly feel rushed with so much to be done that, at times, I completely lose my words. Literally. I remind myself of my grandmother going down the list of grandkids’ names until she finally stumbled on the right one. Nana had Alzheimer’s, and I’ve often read that one of the ways to stave off the disease is to keep your mind sharp. Yet sometimes, my mind is so scattered that the only thing that becomes sharpened is my sense of helplessness as I throw my hands up in the air and walk out of the room, having forgotten what I came in there for. I’m certain the constant rushing and the amount of things on my plate is the cause of that. It’s a vicious cycle, isn’t it? As a creative mother, juggling is a constant of my life. What balls are you all juggling?