Life is too big...

People are contantly informing the world at large and others on their personal network list of every thing they think or do. With all that info hitting me at google-knots per hour, I've not had time to muse about my own lists. So are lists no longer important to me? I don't think this is the case. I hope not.

I'm working on a new note. About current lists in my life. I don't want it to be a tasks-to-do list. Who wants to read that? Unfortunately, typing my newest lists is not at the top of my to-do list. Life is too big to document every single moment.

I have paperwork to file and clothes to fold in the meantime. For now, let that suffice as my list.

I'm glad life is more than a giant list. I love the commentary too much.