“One thing. Just one thing.”

I’ve forgotten how to do just one thing. No, I haven’t forgotten how to do any one thing specifically… Actually, that’s not true. I’m sure I’ve forgotten MANY specific things over the last 40+ years – the lyrics to Rhythm is a Dancer, how to do a somersault without breaking my neck and most of algebra.

What I’m referring to is that I don’t remember how to NOT multitask anymore. For the Modern Man, we’re told that it’s such a valuable tool for most of life. Watch the kids while making dinner. Mowing the lawn while listening to the ball game. Checking my emails during the morning bathroom time.

But I can’t just sit still and do one thing.

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