Recipe for Distraction

To say that my recent days at work have been mind numbing would be to dishonor the sensation with a predictable cliche. The fact is that my brain has become so petrified with uselessness that an excruciating amount of effort is required even to drag myself into the realm of creative writing. One would think that, with all this free time on my hands, my days would be replete with literary inspiration and written proliferation. Alas, the sight of eggshell-white walls and concrete building-sides doesn't easily whet my creative appetite. I suppose I could use the drudgery to force my words onto the page, as good writers are supposed to be able to do, but I'll spare you that now and get to my point. It is possible, after all, that you too are having a mind numbing day, and would therefore welcome the recipe for distraction that I have advertised above. Therefore, read and enjoy this essay from The Sun Magazine. It explores issues of identity and family and language--some of my favorite things to ponder, nerd that I am--in a narrative and personally (and refreshingly) accessible style. Frances Lefkowitz is honest and articulate. I'm glad that she wasn't too mind-numbed to write this.