Cleaning up is nice. I just reached … tab row zero(?) on my phone for the first time in a while, working my way down from I think fifty tabs yesterday.
All those tabs, and I still was actually trying to not leave them open all over the place.
Some were articles which finally got read. Some were videos or music which got listened to. Some were actions which were taken.
Some were simply closed.
Finally, many got sent along - through trusty text helper Bebop - to my markdown files and Obsidian, where they have a shot at actually getting connected to something and rediscovered where useful. Many of them were after all things which may come in handy - as a podcast topic, as sort of research material, things like that.
Cleaning up tabs feels good, going through things I have found interesting recently and putting the good stuff away to make room for the new. I am, I think, trying to review things more in general, to keep ideas and tasks a bit more alive in my mind and try to let them build a little more momentum.
Sheesh, that sounded way too ambitious. I am trying to make thoughts less write-only, and I both plain enjoy it and find myself benefitting from the process.
Sunday hashtag something
But let me note something even better: I had some great moments of enjoying silence today.
Lying on the sofa in the relatively early Sunday morning after a somewhat poor night's sleep, covered in blanket and with the dog dozing on my legs. Looking up at the sky through the windows, where thin clouds were letting ever more bright sunshine through. A bird guarding the area from very top of the neighbour's roof made a perfect little silhouette against the sky.
And all was calm.