I walked the dog and then got to work. There's a huge pile of dishes waiting to be written. There's a lot of me that just wants to take the day off from deadline, but I also feel agitated for some reason and I want to work to take the edge off.
So now I have a challenge that could be a task worth doing on this day in which I don't have to work if I don't want to. Except I want to and after I spend an hour or two tying up loose ends the hope is that I'll snap into gear.
But I'm scrambled. There's so much information and I'm trying to sort through my life. I've time-traveled back to March 24 when I wrote someone an embarrassing email that was never responded to and I am grateful for that.
I put on YouTube and there's a Les Claypool concert I've not heard before from earlier this month. That may help me get through to another part of my productivity as I sit here wondering what I'm supposed to do.
There's so much and I could choose not to do anything today except sit and write up my life as best I can. I can choose to take some downtime but my brain wants to do the research it can to get me through to the other side.
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I get bogged down in the details. I was asking questions about low-income housing tax credits on March 24 as I tried to write a story for C-Ville Weekly and I don't remember writing that story. I go to my traffic page to see if I can easily find the story the way I can find the ones I write for the newsletter.
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| No luck! |
I search for the story by going to my archive page, the tenth in, and I see a story I also need to update. Do I stop my train of thought now to unpack this information? I don't want to lose it and the whole point of time-traveling is to change the future.
I compromise by opening up today's newsletter template and think I will try to get a newsletter out today after all but only after I get through archiving March 24, 2025. Did the questions I asked then about how affordable housing gets funded get answered? Have I paid enough attention?
I am not sure but the process of time-traveling is exhausting. Now I'm documenting what I learn on cvillepedia, a website I do not own but I have been the main editor for many years. I seem drawn to connecting myself to this place, stitching myself into the fabric.
But now that I have found what I'm looking for I move on to the next project.
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