What is an interruption? An intrusion? Something, unannounced, unwanted, that stops you from continuing something you were focused on? Or does something un-pleasurable stop, in which case you're happy about it?
Mostly, interruptions are things we want to control, whether to avoid them, or to make them happen. We want to avoid them when we are engaged in something "important" so we tell others not to "disturb," or . . .we use them to use them to stop a process intentionally, to control an outcome, as in the famous coitus interruptus. . .
My father's friend, who is a writer, has a sign on his office door which says "I welcome interruptions!" I always liked this because, there is something so completely welcome about being interrupted from work. An unexpected break can be wonderful. Then again, it can be the most irritating thing in the world when you're in the zone of full engagement.
I work at home on Fridays, ostensibly to avoid interruptions. Writing takes a level of consciousness, that you can't reach when you're interacting with people. So, today, I reflect on what that means as I get into the zone. . .
hopefully!
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