distractions

I have a 1000 word paper due in three hours, and at the moment, I’ve only written ten. And it isn’t even that I don’t know what to write, I know exactly what to write, I have extensive notes – it’s just. So hard. To find the words. Concentrate. When –

The sun is shining in through my window. I ate breakfast to candle light while the snow was falling heavily outside, the world slowly getting lighter. Both ground and sky.

Now the preschool children are playing in the snow outside and for some reason, writing a report on management for resilience of the Näätämö river in northern Finland doesn’t seem that pressing. Not when the sun is distracting me.

It’s like that poem by Bob Hansson, I’ll try to translate:

like the man who calls work, says

“can’t come today, the sun is shining…”

and their’s “Are You Out Of Your Mind,

are you only able to work if it rains?”

“no, that’s just the problem,

I like the rainy days

even more…”

Snowing always makes me feel like I’m in love. Forget spring feelings, I have snow feelings. And we all know how being in love makes concentration an incredibly hard thing to muster. The Näätämö river salmon will just have to accept that.