There are so many distractions in the world that it’s really easy to wander. The more difficult option is sticking to the choice and the commitment you made.
A writer may write well, but without an editor, their words may never reach a committed reader.
Why do I bring my hands together to pray? My childhood self used to wonder. Why clasp them in front of my chest? Honestly, the true reason(s) continue to evade me. Maybe to be humble. Maybe something else. I am satisfied with one possibility, though – that we bring our hands to our center. That that action helps us re-orient, re-align, and can remind us of what we are.