*is distracted by shiny object*

It's really easy for me to judge my own focus level, sometimes. I generally end up cleaning my room, which is some kind of subconscious acknowledgement of the non-focus and an attempt to streamline distractions. It works out pretty well, because cleaning is one of those things where you kinda pick at different parts of the problem until the whole thing gradually progresses. So it's not as much a problem when I'm folding clothes and then suddenly decide I need to open the window and then wander into the other room to get the vacuum and then end up straightening a stack of books instead...you get the idea.

(I also go on long tangents. In case that wasn't evident.)

Anyway. I currently have about 40 tabs open. About 10 of these are Life-inspired (research on solitary confinement in US prisons, etc); a half-dozen about Dorothy Sayers (I'm in the middle of writing a post on her essay on feminism from 1938, which is brilliant); another half-dozen plus that are something to do with Sherlock Holmes and/or Victorian England; and the rest about film stuff. And I keep flitting between tabs, so they're all about halfway-read/dealt with, so I just keep opening more tabs and not closing any that are already up.

I'm sure this is as interesting to everyone else as it is to me...

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