Hello, Curious Cats!
I don’t believe in productivity—at least not in terms of creativity. You can’t quantify the creative process when everything is potential fuel for your work.
three syllabe hoot echoes through wooded hollow owl is sovereign
Getting Better While Wasting Time
One truth that many normal people find incredibly baffling about me is that I’m functionally unemployable. I don’t do well with rigid routines, have no default respect for authority, and do all kinds of things that from the outside look like I’m wasting time.
I seem a bit like a squirrel, scampering over the forest floor, gathering acorns, getting distracted by a new acorn, and then forgetting where I put the first acorn. It doesn’t look productive at all.
But, creative work is not quantifiable by the same productivity metrics we use to measure auto part assembly or data entry. When your job is to make something new, staring off into space might be the best possible use of your time.
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