Fragments from imaginary dialogues
“A few years ago, I used to have a beautiful little practice. Every day, I used to draw a little sun in a corner of the page with Love written inside it.
Love is the central value of my life. I metaphorically think of it as the Sun of my life. The drawing served as a little visual reminder.
But then, one day I forgot to do it.
And the next day. And the next… And the practice was lost.
“How did you remember it?”
“I didn’t. If I hadn’t kept some of my old notes – that had been waiting for me to process them for a long time –, I wouldn’t have.”
“But you did rediscover it.
Prolonged absence makes the joy of rediscovery all the sweeter.”
“Still, I don’t want to lose it again.”
“Then do some system optimization to make it a reality.
Process your notes the same day instead of letting them pile up. And keep yesterday’s note at hand as a reminder.”
“The funny thing is, I used to do that. But then I forgot about it.”
“Then maybe you need to document your systems. Have them written down.
Think of it as entropy insurance.”