One of my biggest problems is my inability to get things done. It’s a psychological problem - I rely on motivation too much. If I could just take a “robot” pill, it would solve all my problems, at least for the meantime - because I have so many things to do that I don’t want to do. It’s making me go crazy.
This morning, I told myself that the world is not going to end, that there’s still oxygen left in the air, I don’t have to save the world - so let’s just get on with life.
It’s particularly hard because the only person I’m talking to is myself. It’s like I’m affirming to myself that I’m a lunatic. I gave up talking to other people because they (I) live on another planet. Even my wife has resorted to an isolation of continual manga consumption, leaving me to untangle the mess I made for myself. I’m not complaining - it could be worse.
I’m taking a breather this weekend, and escaping to Singapore. I’ll have some free time to myself before meeting my aunt-in-law. I volunteered to help her out with something there, so I decided to take the opportunity to experience a change.
For some people, change is scary. I’m exactly the opposite. Somehow I have a vague notion that change equals comfort. Change is attractive. Change is consistent. Change is necessary.
It doesn’t solve my GTD problems, though.
Aww.. boon.. you know you can always talk to me.
i thought you liked being left alone..
thanks, guys - at least I have a sense of humor.