One evening, two espresso-drinking friends are sitting outside M+ museum discussing love. They met to discuss something else, but this is the nature of their friendship. The conclusion? It is quite simple, either you find it our you don’t. Another evening, two large beer-drinking men are sitting outside the tapas bar discussing to do lists. Why bother? One for, the other against. Neither look like the list making type. The conclusion? It starts off simple enough but winds up getting much more complicated. The philosophy of to do lists forms two camps: either you make them or you don’t. This philosophy says nothing about whether you get anything done or not. The make them camp consists primarily of two factions: either you make a list and complete one, some, maybe even all tasks, or you make a list and still do nothing. The do nothing faction can be further subdivided into two creeds: either the forgetting-of-the-list credo or the overly-ambitious-list credo. The latter causes more stress than the list was initially intended to relieve, and thus results in deflated defeat, possibly even indigestion or an increased heart-rate. We now return to one of the two original camps, the don’t-make-them camp. Even in this camp, there are two factions, similar, like fraternal twins, but still not similar enough to spare further remark: either tasks in general are tossed to the wind or only those tasks truly worthy of accomplishment are those which do not slip through the sieve of memory. Now, if only this were easily applicable to the prospect of romance. The two large beer-drinking men do not make this connection. But the two espresso-drinking friends who had been sitting outside M+ do. For one reason or another, insomnia ensues.
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