The Heavy Burden of the Mental Backlog

An(other) opinionated take on why less is more

It’s 1:00 am on a Saturday. Crouched at my work desk, I am cracking on with an attempt to set up my personal website on Wordpress. The thoughts running through my head are several, including, what the site would be called, what the roadmap of blogs should look like, how to market it and most importantly, how I could monetise it. Basically, all the exciting, glamorous bits.

I wake up the next day, get dressed, and promptly forget about my last night’s time investment and never-ever do I think of the website I wanted to create so desperately the previous night.

Unfortunately, this is a rather familiar setting to me. I feel like I need to do something, I start it in all anger, I lay out the entire plan and I bloody shelve it. Most times, I don’t even know that I am shelving it. I just forget about it…

In some cases, this does not seem to bother me at all. Some projects are born dead (like my interest in being an actor 😝) and I acknowledge that. But, in (most) other cases; the inability to finish something that I started, absolutely kills me. The personal website being an example. One night, I think that I am going to be the next Ali Abdaal and the next morning, my reality strikes me down.