Being a youth I wanted to do everything. Why not? When if not then? But I certainly put my mind to it.

It was Tennis clsses in the mornings, and languages classes too, and then lunch. After that was school, and later on I took all the extra classes a kid can take in a small sized town.

There was a puppets theater school. And there I went. There was this basketball team, and there I was. Music was never my thing, I mean musical instruments, but I really enjoyed to sing and I joined the school choir (and of course I was lead singer in a band as a teenager). Everything there was to do I gave it a try.

I remember Saturday’s after-lunch during my childhood. Almost every Saturday, my father would tell me (for the millionth time, he would say) to go take a nap.The afternoon nap was compulsory at home. 

My mom and dad did, and still do today, a very early start. So a nap was refreshing. It made them more productive in the evenings.So, they napped. 

But me, me and my brother, we where bored most of the the two hours that nap took.

I did not know why then but I think I have some ideas now.

It was probably the fact that I was doing so many things at that point, that made Saturday’s afternoons so slow.

I think you should disregard this book because you are focused. All I’ll say here would probably not be part of a known language to you.

And let me tell you this: I you are focused on something, on anything at all, then you should burn this book. Rip this pages off if you will. Just don’t take nothing inside this book seriously.

But. And of course, that’s a big but, you feel there is a small chance this will make you feel better, then you are part of what we call human society, and you’re not focused, on anything. At least not completely. Probably that is why you picked this book in the first place.

I’ll try to make myself more comfortable with the life line I’m taking today. By writing this book that is, I’ll try to feel better. I’ll try to rationalize things.

That’s it. This is my catharsis. And I’ll share it with you. Not because you need it, but because I do.

This is a Short Book. It is so, mainly because I don’t have much time to write it. I don’t have much time to write it becouse there is so many more things I would like to be doing right now.

In fact, at this precise moment I’m surfing the web, listening to a radio programme and eating my lunch over the desk, all that while trying to blog a little.

This is me. But I think this is not only me. I look around and I see a lot of people like me. It’s true, it is possible that reasons are not the same for all of us. The fact remains anyway, that focused people are begining to fade behind a thick dust courtain. A courtin made of the same dust and dirt we unfocused ones generate by moving arround all the time.

This will be a short book as I said before, but is not becouse of that, as I will try to show you ahead, that you should disregard this book. It is not either the fact that there is so little content in it the one thing you should think of when you stop and convince yourself this was, up to here, a waste of time.

Well, at least I think it shouldn’t be.