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Julie Goldberg | 1 years ago (raw) | export | reply | flag 
 Once, years ago, I described my #ExecutiveFunction thusly:
Normally, it's slinking around dusty antique bookstores and dark cafes. It doesn't answer its cell phone. It doesn't send a postcard. It follows its own mysterious schedule and the promptings of its own inscrutable heart.
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e4be4bf3 | 1 years ago (raw) | root | parent | reply | flag 
 @e9eabda0 My brain is a right arsehole most of the time. It only lets me do things I want to do. And, unlike my friends with ADHD, a due date doesn't motivate me. Nor does money, nor accolades. But I've been working consistently for my new committee member these last few weeks. Her approval doesn't mean more to me than anyone else's, so I was trying to figure out what's going on... Food. It's food. She will tell me to go do a thing and then take me to lunch after. Turns out, I'm just a squirrel. 😄