…small steps. Yesterday they involved getting my washing in and drawing a peg. Today I’ve burnt yet more rubbish.

Watching things burn I was thinking long and hard about the effort and energy that went in to the things I was getting rid of. I burnt a whole pile of college notes and remembered what a struggle the course was. Should I have done it at all? Should I have done it differently? I don’t know. Piles of photos of work that never really got anywhere. Cards I struggled to make that I’ve never sold. A wicker basket someone gave me that I didn’t really want but I’ve just moved around from place to place letting it just take up space until it became too brittle to use. I could go on.

Am I loosing perspective or seeing things more clearly? In my tired state so much that goes on seems like wasted time (and energy). So much, unless it’s done for pleasure, seems so pointless.

I think I am slowly simplifying things but it is taking a long, long time. Little steps. Little steps.

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