FOURTEEN
Today I came to terms with my fixation to finish tasks. I think I always knew this about myself as it goes hand-in-hand with me being an over-achiever, but it only hit home today; while I was stubbornly writing my blog,
cleaning my room and organising life in general.
An unfinished task for me is like a sunny Sunday wasted or a cup of tea turned cold because it was left on the deck too long.
Somehow it makes everything make sense. I don’t know how.
I don’t question it. It just does.
Done.
LOVEY DOVEY X
