I really do not like rushing around. It is a deep offense to my intrinsically lazy nature, which likes to take lots of breaks, stare off into space, run a little bit late, and basically take it easy. Since it's April, I've been hammered with deadlines, which challenges me. There was the tax thing, and designing the Clay and Glass Festival postcard and poster, then writing this very letter. Somehow I managed to bunch it all up so I had to finish all of these things on the same day. It reminded me of those times when I was in high school, and I was such a procrastinator that I would go on homework and project sprees that would keep me up all night. Fortunately now, no one can fail me, or send me to detention. They can only look at me very disapprovingly while I run late. I don't get panicked about it, I just very methodically do what I can, and somehow --eventually-- it all gets done.
I think the idea of just doing what you can is important, because that's all any of us can do, and there's no point in feeling bad about what you can't do, or won't do anyway. It's very easy to look around and feel that our efforts are inadequate, and the message often blasted by the culture is that we are inadequate, in a multitude of ways. The only way to get through it without being driven insane by the push to strive is to repeatedly commit to only doing what you can. Over and over again, you just do what you can, knowing that is your best effort, and resisting the other storyline that you should be doing just a little more. Really, there isn't time to do a little more, there's only time to do what we can.