As the piece as turned into something other than what I started out to write… I may as well consider that this isn't the first time that copious information and notes that I've collected have gone stale. I'm a big fan of (the fictional) Edna Mode's motto, "I never look back, darling, it distracts from the now," but occasionally my habit of always looking for the new and now means I leave things undone.
If I'm honest, this was a characteristic of mine from my childhood that I carried into adulthood. I do
finish things, but I finish far fewer projects than I start. I suppose if I googled it there would be an argument available that this is a good thing, but I have never thought that. I've gotten a bit better over the years, at least when it comes to really important things— as I define important. That still leaves a whole lot undone.
Perhaps losing my outliner program
was a sign that many of the notes I've collected, are simply not worth the bytes to store them and it would be better to make a clean start of it. Perhaps the universe is telling me that the value in the notes as in taking them and learning from then rather than writing about them.
Or perhaps I'm making excuses again for not putting my finger tips on the keys to string together words, then publish. I know there are people who think that interactions on Twitter can
be fruitful. Russ Roberts, of the Econtalk podcast, recently spoke to one of them, but I did not find his reasoning convincing.
Bottom line: Tweeting is not writing, but without comment sections, tweeting is about the only way left to interact. Heaven forfend anyone send an email…