You Have Now Entered The 'Fuzzy' Zone

If you think that by reading the first paragraph of this that you'll be enlightened as to what it's going to be about, think again. Why ? Well because even I am not sure where I'm going with it, so that doesn't bode well for either of us. It did occur to me this morning, that I had indeed entered the 'Fuzzy' zone.

I replied to a comment left for me the other day, where I described that the latter part of the night, just before bed, was signalled by everything starting to get a bit fuzzy. For me, that is when it's time to call it a night. I mean I'm present in body but the brain has retired. If I could describe it in sound it would be the sound the washing machine makes when the spin cycle is slowing down and coming to an end.

I'm OK with all of that, long gone are the days of 'all-nighters' or just staying up into the small

hours. Now I listen to my body, I don't always agree with what it has to say, but I do listen.

The last few days, however, the 'Fuzzy' zone has started to encroach in other parts of the day. Now we are getting to the point where I will have to have words. This morning we nearly came to blows, so persistent was its intrusion. That in itself was insultingly ironic, considering one of my more recent posts touched on perseverance.

So, I decided to do some 'self-analysis' a little inward reflection. I must warn you, this is not something to be taken lightly. When delving inside the inner workings of your mind, you may not always like what you find or be able to do anything about what you do find, which can be highly frustrating.

I have said before that my days can be fairly frenetic, this is not a cry for help or pity, they just are and I would rather it that way than any other. Most days are planned, if not on paper then in a mental notebook I have open, with little neural 'tick boxes' ready to be pulsed or whatever it is that does the ticking off in our heads.

So, the fuzziness comes at the end of the day, when everything is done and all that is left to do is unwind for half an hour. Then up the sleepy steps to the land of nod. So why is 'Fuzzy' coming to me at other times in the day, namely the morning, which is usually 'peak' time as far as mental musings go ?

Interestingly, the word that came to mind when I was delving inwardly was 'Focus'. In other words, the opposite of 'Fuzzy'. Honestly, who writes this stuff. The internal algorithms of our heads must have been written someone with a very warped sense of humour. Saying that though, two of our 'needs' are certainty and uncertainty but that's another story and not for here.

Why 'Focus' ? It's because I have too many loose ends at the moment. It is all of my own making. I'm not going to list them, that would be self-indulgent. Let's just say that the list is long

and that most of the items still need some form of resolution.

This is good though. This is true website post material, well, if your site is to do with the inner workings of the mind. If not, then it serves in another way. We have a problem. We have identified the problem. We know how to rectify the problem. All we need is a plan on how to do that.

So, in short. 'Fuzziness' equals 'Lack of Focus' How do we deal with that, how do I do that ? Have a serious word with myself, for sure. Here's the thing though, you're reading this and thinking I might be spreading myself to thinly, you may be right, yet that is how I stay motivated. It's hard to be singular, I mean there is so much we can be doing and there is always so much to do, to learn and to create.

Structure, how's that for a remedy. So Fuzzy is a result of lack of focus due to having no structure. I need to put some sort of structure in place.

'By George, she's got it'...'The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain'

There we have it then, a brief interlude, covering my own lack, thereof. Now I have identified a symptom, the cause and come up with a solution. I can move on with alacrity.That's me sorted, how about you ?

Have yourselves a resplendent day and thank you humouring me.