Editorial

The thing about my to-do lists is that I know I'm not going to get around to doing all of the things on it. It's reassuring to have a list. I like looking at a complete set of things I have to get around to doing. Sometimes I even hear the list in my own voice when I'm reading it out in my head.

In the process of finding the perfect place to have my lists (the notes app I don't like, and the reminders app sends way too many alarms for my anxiety-suffering self to cope with), I found the joy of texting reminders to myself. The tech genius that I am, I didn't know this was a thing that could be done. Besides the obvious perks such as me being online every time I send myself a message, texting myself my reminders turned out to have a strange reaffirming effect.

While typing out for myself what I want me to do, buy, wear and study, somewhere in there I sent myself a message saying I was happy I got around to doing most of the things I set out to. And sometimes, a note from yourself saying you're happy with your own progress is all you need.