A large chunk of my day is spent in senseless distraction — hours of time plodding through an endless stream of email brimming with meaningless rhetoric from unwanted visitors.
Admittedly, I’ve become a slave to the click of my mouse — the too-easy access impossible to ignore.
And with my concentration diverted to the familiar Outlook screen, my attention is drawn to a living nightmare of newly-arrived messages.
Scanning the continuous input scatters my focus — my brain splintering in a dozen confusing directions, until I manage to delete some small portion of incoming debris.
But it’s only a temporary fix, the evicted email now residing in a trash folder waiting for more of my attention — and begging for one more chance before being banished to the cornfield.
I realize the wasted time is irretrievable.
Even worse, the effort I spend filtering through a litany of energy-sucking messages, offers, and e-zines often leaves me empty and drained.
Why do I continue putting up with all those irritating and irrelevant intruders expecting an immediate response to sign up now or take advantage of a special offer before midnight tonight?