I don’t require direction. I have too many

I find it amazing that I can multitasking so many things, resulting in nothing.

Imagine if I put that to some sort of undistracted single-minded project I’d be unstoppable.

As it is I’ve got 8 different windows of 6 applications and at best three of these are related to one project. Unfortunately that is the one that I’m not doing anything with. That is the way it is with me most of the time. All over the places.

So that being said, let me brush the piles of other unrelated projects and papers surrounding me away so I can lean in close to the keyboard as if I were telling it a secrete. I’ve had another birthday. At my precarious age between youngish and oldish that means it’s time to become analytical and self obsessed for a moment. Look inward and see all the regrets. These days it’s best to just do them one year at a time, who can remember that far back, who can deal with all that baggage (except a martyr or a teenager). It’s pointless. I demand no penance, I make no amends, and I make no resolution. Perhaps I think its self-discovery. Ha I’ve yet to discover anything I didn’t already know, other than what I thought I knew about myself often turns out to be wrong, or maybe I just think that.