I don’t even need to look at a specific post to know I’ve been talking about lists for years now. In the good times the lists are helpful tools to cue a manageable workload. When I stop using such lists the good times immediately fade. I can get lost very easily and when I do I tend to stay lost–quite purposefully. There’s this quote I love by Steinback. It goes like this: “When I face the desolate impossibility of writing 500 pages, a sick sense of failure falls on me, and I know I can never do it. Then gradually, I write one page and then another. One day’s works is all I can permit myself to contemplate.” However, instead of one day’s work, I contemplate every game and low hanging task I can conjure in my mind. I will do anything but face that desolate impossibility head on, and that gets me in trouble.
So, I need lists. Such things are designed to allow for that dogged daily contemplation. My partner is a master of lists. She is also a Virgo, so there’s that. My own sign points towards idealistic and susceptible disposition. It also speaks to high emotional awareness and sensitivity, which is why I’m of the collapsing into game-filled ignorance mindset. Knowing these things matter, because knowing allows you to work through and even around them.
So, lists. They matter. They are focal keys. They are touchstones for the daily life. I need to get back to that and do so in a reasonable manner, so that I can get back to doing what needs done, and quickly.
Some Thoughts:
- Turns out the 42 open windows are vastly less than what is open on the actual computer.