One of my informants complained that while other people seemed to have a sense of order she was left with miscellaneous piles.
I feel the same way.
Today, my desk looks like this.
I am simultaneously trying to write a chapter with Dr Joolz (third space theory watch this space) plus my encyclopaedia article (not yet done alas) plus write a letter about a workshop series and fill in my daughter's Oyster card form.
What is one to do?
In times like this, I turn to Gregory Bateson who says this:
there are infinitely many muddled ways, - so things will always go toward muddle and mixedness.
What I love about this is that Bateson realises that muddle is more.
It actuallly expands and is a kind of affordance.
Tidiness is only a constraint.
It is often thought that muddled thinking is a bad thing, but I realise, particularly working with artists, that it can actually be quite good and lead to new insights.
This cheers me up and luckily this person has the same problem.
That's the end of my thinking posts.
If you want more on thinking go here.
It will blow your mind.