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Among the many lists I have lying around, there is a small one blu-tac'd to my computer screen which is meant to remind me what I'm "supposed" (allegedly) to be working on, as opposed to whatever scribbles have snatched my fancy away. On the back of this prompt, it occurred to me that it's almost a poem in its own right. That made me smile - so (with a little line-adjustment) here it is.....

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Blog, one ship

200 walks, a single map

12 names, and the view from a train

assignments,

home.

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I love a list, me. I'm sure that somewhere on my blog is a post about de-listing my life and you have no idea how many times I have tried to do that. It does not work. Lists are my comfort blanket. They reassure me that I know what I'm doing. I don't. I'm making it up as I go along. They tell me that I didn't waste the whole day, because I did these three things. Even if one of them was writing the list. They're left lying around as reminders that at some stage I intended to do these things, if it is now too late there is always the satisfaction of shredding one more piece of redundancy, clearing that tiny bit more space on the desk and in my calendar.

What I have learned, a little late in the day, is that the trick is to remember that the list is a blanket, not a cage. It is for warmth and security, and can be shrugged off at will. It is not intended to trap me into spending today doing whatever I planned to do today.

Which, most days, is just as well.

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