The list keeps growing.
Little boxes. Big weight.
Things you should have done yesterday.
Things you don’t know where to start.
So you keep adding instead of moving.
The freeze feels logical.
Too many steps. Not enough time.
Better to wait until there’s a clear run at it.
Then one afternoon opens up.
You start the thing you’ve been avoiding.
And it’s… fine.
Emails sent. Pages drafted. Loose ends tied.
The mountain turns out to be a few short climbs.
Most lists don’t need courage.
They need motion.
What stalls us isn’t the work.
It’s the story we tell about how hard it will be.
