February 2, 2011
I Get Things Done: A Personal Pep Talk
I swear, for someone who feels lost so often, I certainly do tend to get a lot done.
I mean, I feel like I’m getting nothing done, but already, this week, I managed to come up with a passable plan that I like for after graduation and talk to people at school and at work to warn them about my impending transition, making it that much more real. I also read some short stories and commented on some poems. I wrote a sestina. I read like thousands of mafia posts. I played through a lot of Little Big Planet PSP. I spent some quality time with the boyfriend. I started setting up a trivia night team. I wrote some blog posts.
I’ve done stuff.
I made this database of everything I’ve written that’s at least quasi-respectable. I ended up with a number of entries in the triple digits. Dr. Watson was like, “Doesn’t it feel nice to see how much you’ve accomplished?”
It does. It really does.
I always feel like I’m so behind. I’m not moving ahead. Nothing is happening. But fuck, when I actually try to list what I’ve done? It’s a lot. I do things. I do them well. Are they always the right things? Debatable. But I’m not always just nothing. I am accomplishing something.
And you know what? That will continue. I will be fine. I will keep accomplishing things.
I can do this.