So here is the conundrum: I want my life to be simple and peaceful. But when my life is simple, I get lazy and get nothing done. Which makes me crazy. When my life is busy and complicated and makes me crazy, I get things done.
So crazy, apparently, is unavoidable.
Unless of course, you have the magic [read: discipline] of still getting things done when you actually have lots of time to do them in.
These things are not a mystery to my mind, but they evidently really really are to my soul.
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