Chey’s Lounge

It’s kinda wild how the mind makes space for all it needs to do. I’m not sure if I’m saying that the way I’m meaning it. I’m thinking of a  mechanism that reminds me of procrastination. Somehow, it basically always takes me the amount of time I am allocated to take care of something. If I give myself less time, it’s better… sometimes. There’s one instance of this I remember from middle school that has always stuck with me, perhaps too much. 

I had a little report/project for science class. It was all about atomic element number 4, Beryllium. I think a day or so before it was due, I had a friend’s birthday party. My mom wanted me to get the project done before then. I basically did, maybe even it was totally done. I had it laid out on the living room floor when my old dog, rest his perfect little asshole soul, my little Sgeddies, came in there and was starting to step on the pages. I picked him up and he was PEEING!!! It got on most of the pages. I was so sad, but I had to persevere. The project was due the next day. I locked in (at like 12 LOL) and got it done. And you know what? It was significantly better than the first. 

Now that I am thinking about it more slowly, I’m wondering if maybe it was better because I had already done what was essentially a rough draft. Regardless, I do work pretty well under pressure (sometimes the good work does come after a freak out, but whatever). I wonder if that’s why all these startups (amongst most other places in the private sector, I’m sure) set all these crazy deadlines for themselves. We need a little pressure to bring out the best in us. It’s quite a balance though. I think we may be getting back to our conversation about mindset and perspective… maybe it’s a sign I should stop because we are getting deeper than my poor little brain can handle right now. I want to acknowledge it isn’t very deep. This is a statement about how little I have in me right now!!