I cross one thing off and another appears. And another and another. The endless pile of little things that need attention. A day off, down time, doesn't matter, the next little thing appears. A remembering of a task, a connection that needs to be made, a question that has to be asked of somebody. And the big things still need their attending too. Big thoughts, big ideas, big concerns, big pieces of work. The bigger picture of life, community, family . . . . . |
A few hours, a day, a week . . . . just let the little things be . . . . and all will have its time, its perspective, its attention. But first, let the little things be. . . . . especially while they seem demanding and bigger than they actually are.