“It is a commonplace among artists and children at play that they’re not aware of time or solitude while they’re chasing their vision. The hours fly. The sculptress and the tree-climbing tyke both look up blinking when Mom calls, ‘Suppertime!’” —Steven Pressfield
What are the things that still grab our attention, and cause us to lose track of time? What are the things that are so compelling that we don’t need help to stay actively engaged with them?
We experienced this as children, but do we do so as adults? If not, why not? And if so, are the things garnering our attention worthy of such a precious commodity?