It’s another one of those little occasions where I feel compelled to write down something; I suppose it would be different if I were committed, heart, soul, mind, and body towards the writing enterprise, but I admit that I am not there yet – but this morning, during this rare interstice of writing whim, I do feel compelled to say this:
I feel a lot more capable lately.
Maybe it’s because of the combination of the systems and the way that I think about life, the actions I take, and the way that I practice and coordinate things, but things have gotten a lot more efficient, and I find myself able to do far more than I used to be able to do, with less time, and with better results.
Is that a given for everything I do now in the present and the hereafter? Not really.
Am I considered “good” to all the levels that I might aspire towards?
Certainly not. I struggle with many things – far too many, in fact, and in some areas I would still consider myself positively lame.
But as the late Hans Rosling once observed, and as I paraphrase, things can be bad but still be becoming better.
You’re getting there, son.
Keep it up. 🙂
