Heffalump’s and Woozles…

Daily writing prompt
Which activities make you lose track of time?

Hmmmmm… what’s an activity that makes me lose track of time, you ask?

School seemed to last a lifetime…

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Being grounded felt like an eternity…

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When I was pregnant with each of my daughters, I counted each and every day…

Don’t ask me about dieting because I counted each and every calorie til I broke down and binged… Don’t judge!

The point is, most of my activities through the years did nothing to help me lose track of time. But, since you’re already here I’ve decided to put my thinking cap on. I want to try and make you lose track of time.

Honestly, I only had to think on it for a moment! Three things immediately came to mind that I’m certain will satisfy today’s prompt.

1.) A good book

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    2.) Being with someone you love

    3.) Sleeping (my personal favorite!)

    Sleep has a two-fold bonus to it, when it comes to losing track of time. There will be times when I wake feeling like I’d only just closed my eyes. And, I’m fairly certain that I slept in the same position throughout the night.

    Then, there will be those nights spent dreaming of beautiful and wondrous places. You know what dreams I speak of, don’t you. They’re the ones so fantastical that they couldn’t be real. Those are the dreams that make you want to fall back asleep, unsuccessfully attempting to revisit the dream. In futility, you strive to seek the place you’d just left off, before dawn had so rudely disturbed your slumber.

    While I may not have mastered the art of revisiting a recent dream, there are many of my dreams that revisit me from years past. Sometimes, I can’t remember if they were dreams, or memories. It’s strange, but I can recall the first time I dreamt each of them. I can’t recall my first love, nor any of my childhood teachers, but I can tell you exactly when and where each dream began. Isn’t one’s memory such a tricky thing? Whether it be a dream or a memory, the emotions I felt back then are just as real to me now, as they were the first time…

    Now that I went and got all nostalgic on you, it’s pretty clear to see why sleep is my favorite time burner! What would the world look like without sleep? That’s where dreams are made! I can’t imagine what the world might be like without dreams, can you?

    Yeesh! I don’t want to think about that possibility… how depressing would that be? Whatever we do, let’s never stop dreaming!

    Cookie?

    You Startled Me…

    Daily writing prompt
    Which activities make you lose track of time?

    Pardon me, but you gave me a start! I was just lost in my coffee with cream this morning, until this prompt popped up! What a surprise it gave me, nearly causing me to spill the beans… lolololololol!

    Come on, admit it!

    That was funny!

    I can’t believe that I get to say this…

    Get lost…

    In some cookies, that is!

    Green Eggs and Ham…

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    Daily writing prompt
    Which activities make you lose track of time?

    Books…

    I know that a book is a thing, not an activity in the sense of the word. Now that I know that you know that I know that you know, we can continue on…

    Though a book is just an object, what is within its pages draws us inward. Once there, one can disappear into any number of activities that will make one lose track of time. I did not have an easy childhood, and reading became the only safe place I could find to survive things I was not equipped to experience. I began reading as early as I can remember; reading books from authors like Louis Lamour when I was only seven or eight years old.

    The beauty of books lies in the sheer number of different available choices… from adventures, histories, poetry, and music, our adventure (activity) can take us anywhere we want to go. I clung to books for all of my younger years, and as I grew and matured into the woman (writer) I am today, I have continued to read. I don’t read so much to get lost anymore. Instead, I am now reading to get where I am going.

    Though I only have one good eye that is willing to cooperate with me at the moment, I still spend at least half my day reading…

    Reading blog posts…

    Reading comments…

    Reading the weather report…

    Reading my own blogs or projects that must be edited…

    My favorite book, as you know, is the Bible. I say this because, as I have grown into my own skin, I discovered that among all the books I have ever had the pleasure of reading, this one is the only one that gives me comfort when I need it the most. When people do and say things that make absolutely no sense at all, I take solace in the word. When the ugliness of the world pushes me down, I discover strength within its pages. When I find myself in fear and doubt of how things might turn out for us, I shelter within the pages of the only living breathing Book I know exists.

    I know, I know, it got a bit deep there for a second… see what I mean, I can even lose track of time talking about the Bible. I will not ramble on any more, but I will leave you with this…

    Here, have a cookie…

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