At any given moment, I am likely to be lost. Whether driving, walking or strolling through the mall, I am, no exaggeration, perpetually lost. I have been known to call my husband and say, "Where am I?" It's legendary in my family. How could I possibly spend most of my time lost? I think it has to do with being a committed daydreamer. My mind is inevitably somewhere far away from the here and now. This morning on a drive to San Jose, I was busily trying to figure out how to hide a baby. Not a real baby, mind you, I'm not prone to swiping people's infants, but a situation in book three of the series I'm currently writing for Love Inspired Suspense. During staff meetings, my brain may be in a completely different time zone. It's both an advantage and a detriment. I am never bored, you see, but on the flip side, I may have not heard all of the little items were are meant to check off on our inventory list as described in above staff meeting. Sigh. I spent many a walk with my dog imagining the siege on the hospital that occured in Dangerous Testimony. We walked a lot farther than I'd intended, on that little journey. In spite of the disadvantages, daydreaming is the cure for boredom, that's for sure.
So what do you do when you're bored? Giving away a Starbucks card to one commenter.