When I finally get into bed at night, the undones start whispering in my ears. I hate them. They are things "to do" that won't take much time (most of them) but they somehow sink to the bottom of my priorities each day. Write change of address email. Get new Social Security card. Blog. I know I am not doing these "to dos", I understand that there are more important things to do, and I am glad to be doing the important things. But at night this reasoning vanishes and I can't understand how the undones are still undone and why I didn't gag them by doing them so that I can rest in peace and quiet.
But doing undones just makes other undones rise to the top of your worry list.
Undones are pests.
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