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When I worked with clients who had drifts of things in their home, there would be "clots."
Clots were these collections of things that made sense in a way, but usually gravitated towards time.
A pile of unopened mail from August 2007. Magazines from 2010. A bunch of receipts from some other date.
When I'd ask what was going on for them around the time of each clot, they'd be able to answer right away.
"My father died." "Oh, that's when I had my daughter." "I started grad school." "We moved!"
Each of those things made perfect sense. And each of those things were a life transition.
Transitions trip people up. Mess up their day to day groove. A place you'll start to see it is in your environment, because your old routines don't keep up with your new reality.
Y'all. You *do* realize we are armpit deep in a generation defining social and cultural transition, yes?
So on the Really Big Level, if you apply this same logic, things are going to be a hot mess for more than a minute.
But on the Really Individual Level, your day to day groove is all up in the air. It has been for damn near a year at this point.
And it's going to get messed with more as things go on, get worse, get better, or change in general.
So, like, it's fine to not be the poster of productivity, or a shining example of resilience or functionality right now.
*points back up at the "generation defining transition" part upthread*
You're here. Now. And that's a damn fine place to start.
