I've been making lists since I could write. Some of my first journal entries, when I was about seven, are lists of bands I liked (I liked Wham better than Duran Duran, fyi) and rating my friends with certain symbols. Now I make lists of things to do, to buy, to fix on my website, of adventures to attempt. The most important and useful lists I make now are daily, general to-do lists. Yesterday I forgot to do that. Yesterday I forgot to write in this blog. Not a coincidence, folks.
I've always thought that writing lists helps free up your brain from having to try to remember things - write it down and you can think about yams, or hydrofoils, or the nature of beauty. And I think I thought about all those things yesterday, and completely forgot to write in here, because I usually, truly, honestly write it down. It looks something like this:
- phone work
- return library books
- update fun blog
So, from now on, I'll make sure to write it down so I won't forget to remember that there are beautiful things in the world.