I guess I’ve got ADD, I don’t think I have ADHD because I’m not exactly hyper-active, but maybe that’s more of a comment on how we use and occupy our bodies, that way I guess I have a hard time sitting some times. I’m not a doctor.

I’m at a place in my life where I really just need to choose, focus and choose, choose and focus. It doesn’t really matter what I choose, so long as I focus on it, which is tough, because I like jumping around an awful lot. I hate finishing things. Things in progress have got so much opportunity to them, so much promise. When they’re done they’re done and you can start feeling disappointed. Which is maybe just a stupid way of thinking about things, but hey, it’s what my brain does, apparently.

Jack and I, and by extension Abby and I, have been talking a bit about productivity, about focus and getting things done. He seems to have found a system he likes, I’ve not yet tried it, and I’m not sure it’d work for me. It’s worth a shot, I suppose. The more responsibilities I gain, the more I really need to get my proverbial shit together.

I should take my list more seriously.