From Alice’s diary:
It’s a weird life I live. Every day, I keep a To Do list: someone suggested it as a way to keep all my projects (including my “healthy habits”) organized and a priority. It’s also supposed to help me feel good about myself—at the end of the day, I’m supposed to look at my list and feel proud and fulfilled by all my accomplishments.
Everyday I cross off the items on my list. Every item on the list gets done. But it doesn’t make me feel anything about myself.
I’ve realized that I view my little To Do lists as one big To Do list: it’s the List of Life, and I am hurriedly crossing things off in an effort just to finally be done.