Sometimes, I think the technophobes among us are on to something. Not in a “whole hog” sort of way, but in a “yeah, maybe there’s a reason behind that” sort of a way.

You see, much like Tootles in Hook lost his marbles, I’ve lost my attention span. Right there… it just happened. I got to the end of a sentence, typed a period, and thought… I should look that up on IMDB. I stopped myself, but that could’ve become a five minute rabbit trail.

I’ve lost my attention span. It seems like not ten minutes of focus go by when I’m trying to write before I’m thinking about looking something up, checking facebook, making sure the world hasn’t fallen apart in the last ten minutes by checking news headlines.

That’s on top of having a podcast, music, or something else playing in the background. I mean, how many things can I truly track at once?

I’ve lost my attention span, but I think I know where to find it. In college, I had a dear professor who spent some of his time with a few of us young guys, endeavoring to help us succeed in life. He preached the value of discipline. It’s a word I avoid because it evokes negativity in my head. But the reality is that I need it. I need to be able to say no to even the good things that are simply distractions.

I’ve lost my attention span. Do I really want to find it?