... Skipping My Rounds ...

As an adult in my late twenties, I'm still under the guidance of someone who calls me 'Doctor,' even though it's not the medical kind. Today, something small but meaningful happened that made me feel a little guilty. We were supposed to have our weekly check-in after lunch today... and yet there I was, browsing through some old files, completely lost in thought. My focus is usually so razor-sharp when it comes to taking care of things here, but today, for some inexplicable reason, I just didn't feel like it. The clock ticked away as I drifted from task to task... and before I knew it, the scheduled time had come and gone. I'm not one to shy away from honest conversation with 'Doctor,' so after a moment's reflection, I confessed my lapse in focus during our check-in call later that day. He wasn't angry at all..., just gave me a look that made me feel like maybe... maybe it was time for a reminder of why certain responsibilities are important here. ...