redirected...again

i realized today that my life is lived in the redirections. my official schedule is very nice. it's 4 pages on microsoft excell of color-coded 15 minute blocks...and that's just monday through friday. my revised schedule is scribbled on five notecards (one for each day) that i carry in my back pocket at all times. my real schedule is never written down or recorded and doesn't make very much actual sense.

in fact, this blog is a redirection that has been redirected several times. i was supposed to be at a symposium about heroes that i didn't find out about until this morning but that i ended up not attending (though i did really want to) for...a few reasons. about the time the symposium started i just happened to have to work on htag awareness week stuff and then buy garage sale price stickers and then take someone to the center for the arts and then i could have gone to the symposium 30 minutes late but why not write a blog about getting distracted instead? as i sat down to write the blog a good friend of mine entered the room and we talked for awhile and then, of course, i had to accomplish important and official internet obligations (like playing on facebook).

but where would i be if i didn't allow distractions and redirections and unplanned excursions? i honestly have no idea (no one is ever told what would have happened), but i do know that my life has become more entertaining and exciting since it became unpredictable. the fifteen minute blocks on excell are very neat and structured but i, in fact, am most certainly NOT as you could probably tell because nearly all of my previous blogs are about redirections too. it's the road less travelled on and the one that leads to thousands of microscopic adventures within the span of each and every day.