Sometimes everything just comes out nice and easy. The words make phrases that make strong statements that move people to think that inspire people to do better that motivate people to drive change.
And other times, the thoughts get stuck in my head, mixed up with all the other stuff that's clogging my mind, like –
Are my kids going to start middle school on campus or at home?
Is the conversation I'm facilitating tomorrow going to go well? And what about the one on Monday?
Will the content ideas I want to implement for the client be received well?
Am I going to get back in shape or just keep drinking beers and Moscow mules every night?
Am I doing enough to help my White kids really understand that Black lives matter?
Is my natural state of equanimity masking a deeper feeling of anxiety about the pandemic?
You know, things like that. . .
Things that occupy my mind, that keep me from falling asleep even though I'm dead tired and I've taken my sleeping pills and I've read for two hours and it's way past my bedtime and it's not too hot because the the fan is on and my family is healthy and I'm fortunate to have steady work and my kids are getting along and I have good friends.
And if I can't produce my best work, I can produce something.
Because wherever I go, there I am.