poetryMartin Luther King, Jr. surely didn’t refer to Attention Deficiency Disorder, but his words resonates especially in this age of hyper-barrage of messages and stimuli. We are interrupted for help. We are interrupted for attention. We are interrupted by some who need to feel good about themselves.

We allow interruptions because that is all we can let into our lives and the short in-betweens when we are not running after our dreams. But interruptions are costly as hell.

The major problem of life is learning how to handle the costly interruptions — the door that’s slammed shut, the plan that got sidetracked, the marriage that failed, or that lovely poem that didn’t get written because someone knocked on the door.

— from the draft of a sermon that Martin Luther King Jr. was to deliver on the day he was assassinated in 1968