I got the key key

To Grammercy Park,

Alright, so here’s how the thinking went: it started with binging some “What Happened?” while meal-prepping. I’m watching it and I start to think that I should really consider setting some deadlines for projects over the next decade. I should break down the tasks and and get, if not a set schedule, than at least an idea as to how to proceed with some deadlines. I’m thinking about deadlines, that loses some letters, gains a y and then, wouldn’t you know it, I’m thinking of Deadsy and the one song by them I know.

My non-sequiturs aren’t really as non-sequitur as they seem. Stupid? Absolutely, but they follow a path.

But yeah, so I’m trying to figure out some deadlines for the next decade. I’ve set them before, but I’ve never really tried to stick with them—at least it doesn’t feel like I have. Truthfully, I very well may have set them, tried, and failed. I, however, am choosing not to believe that that is what happened. The idea that I never really tried, regardless as to whether or not that’s true, brings me joy and conviction that I can set deadlines and follow them.

I truly do believe I can and will complete a great deal of stories/ essays/ pieces if I focus and consistently work towards it. I just need to, as I said, focus.

Perhaps it’s a fool’s errant. I’m going to try it anyways.

Dicks for listening!