Checking the foundations

The hardest thing is renovating what's underneath

Photo by Peter Herrmann on Unsplash

A big purpose I have in writing is to try hard to make what is implicit - and therefore oh so easy to miss, forget, disregard, generally pass over as non-essential - explicit. I have HUGE blind spots. It’s more accurate to say that I enjoy laser-focusing on one puzzle, and missing the entire room around me. So to speak. A blind spot? More like, one small sighted spot. The rest so easily fades into background oblivion. Handy, that. When the last puzzle piece locks into place, I look around finally in triumph, and then…sigh. The kitchen is a mess. Everyone is hungry. I need to file receipts, get groceries, do laundry, and catch up on critical work tasks all at once. But while I was puzzling, none of that bothered me in the slightest.

Some of that blindness is semi-intentional. Everyone who lives with me knows I turn to distractions to deal with overwhelm. A challenge that is concrete, controllable, do-able(!) is so very preferable to the above listed mu…