Sometimes a response is needed. The behavior of the other person requires it. Such a task has sometimes overwhelmed me in the past. I am impelled to respond immediately and the task overtakes my life.
This time, I did it differently. I set a time for four days later to write a response to a provocative letter that I had received. When thoughts about the planned letter intruded, I pushed them away. When I found myself mulling the situation while swimming laps, I focused on the number of the lengths that I had completed.
On Sunday, alone and with hours at my disposal, I finally jotted down the points that I wanted to make. Rather than the fevered passion which has accompanied my writing such letters in the past, I felt a sense of peace. Putting distance between my initial reaction and my expression of it allowed me to do the task dispassionately.
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