the car goes where the eyes go

I promised myself if I was going to blog I was going to blog everyday. I think that went out the window during the first week of blogging. I started blogging because everyone else was doing it. Then I continued blogging because I was in a sense journaling my life which I haven’t done since college. Then I faltered but continued to blog because it was nice to receive comments on my life because that doesn’t happen if I just go back to pen and paper. But lately my mind and emotions have been all over the place and I haven’t had the time, energy or words to pen my life. I have a serious case of writers block. Beginning this blog reawakened my love of writing. Did you know that many years ago I wanted to be a writer? My childhood friend and I even pulled out spiral bound notebooks and began writing short fiction stories that were full of our teenage angst. I wonder if I still have those stories. I didn’t become a writer because Junior High and High School happened. Somehow, all of those required English classes took every ounce of desire to write out of me. I hated writing 5 paragraph essays on topics that I couldn’t care less about. I dreaded even more reading classical literature and poems and having to extrapolate deep seeded meanings when in all reality how does anyone know what the long dead author really intended? So how could I be wrong when I said what I thought it meant? But apparently I could be wrong.

To make a long story short, I haven’t been able to form words and sentences to update this blog.

However, I have been reading an excellent book by Garth Stein called The Art of Racing in the Rain. I wouldn’t recommend this book to anyone who has not loved a dog. This book is from the perspective of a dog recounting his life along with his beloved master Denny. I’ve realized that as I have been comparing books with others that sometimes our opinions of books are vastly different. I have realized that what makes me love a book is if it inspires me in some way. I have realized that what inspires me may very well not inspire you. Maybe if I had read this book ten years ago or ten years from now it may not have had the affect it has. I literally read the first 100 pages of this book with tears streaming down my face because I couldn’t help but wonder how my dog would recount my life. Anyway, another interesting element to this book is that the main character Denny is a race car driver. So the dog relates many of life’s lessons to race car driving. One statement he makes is “the car goes where the eyes go.” Meaning whatever you are focused on is where you will end up. This of course could mean many different things to many different people. But to me it gave me a new resolve to not let all of the little things around me distract me from where I want to end up. Lately, I have been focusing on a million different things and I felt like I was getting nowhere. I let my focus change and I went in a million different directions. I want to be better at letting the little distractions go and keep focused on where I want to go. It is easier said then done but it is nice to have inspiration every once in awhile.