REFLECTION//Focused on the Lack of Focus
A repost, because it still rings true even years later.
At some point in time, I lost the ability to concentrate. Without writing my thoughts down, my mind wanders. The subjects that pass never follow the same path. Whether I venture into the world of possibilities and dreams that I tend to push towards “someday” and “when I have the time”, or I walk slowly through my mental to do list, I never stay for very long. My train of thought never completes its journey, crossing over every so often towards a new direction. Rarely, do I keep sight of my main destination. I’m unable to fully complete everything on my to-do list. Either it’s simply impossible, or I procrastinate to the point that time has run out and I’m forced to compromise my original intentions. My mind wanders and explores in the world of “what-if’s” and memories, but never does it remain still for too long. Focus and concentration are long lost friends of “mind.”
There’s something about this that has me stumbled on whether it’s delicate or sharp.
i love the idea of waking up and putting on anything to stay warm, but still look effortlessly chic.
As always, loving the clean and simplistically gorgeous looks of 3.1 Phillip Lim.