It’s a funny thing how putting the word ‘should’ before an action immediately turns it into something to be postponed. Indefinitely. The mere thought that ‘I really ought to… ‘ is sufficient to send my brain scurrying in the opposite direction, chasing whatever dubious, time-absorbing Rabbits of Distraction pop out of their holes to hop around enticingly on the horizons of my mind.
I really was going to write another post to follow Simon’s Takeuchi one. I really was going to make some smart-arsed-but charmingly-humorous comment about his ridiculous statement that skilled mini-diggering is a four-dimensional task. But somehow a little rabbit popped up and lured me ever deeper into the Warrens of Google, in search of an understanding of the Fourth Dimension. I am chasing it still. Trying to get a three-dimensional head around a concept so completely outside of its perceptual experience is not an Easy Thing. Some might even say that it is harder than operating a digger.
But ultimately, it is probably less useful. Being a Thinker rather than a Doer probably doesn’t make me well-suited to the farming life. Ho Hum. Who’d have thought it?
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