I Tried to Be More “Strategic” About My Practice. It Lasted One Afternoon.

I tried to be more strategic about my practice. I made a plan.

A real plan. With bullet points.

I may have even named the document something other than pic 1.

I thought about consistency. I thought about direction. I briefly thought about output. I used words like focus and long-term. I felt extremely professional, for about twenty minutes.

Then I started actually making something and immediately forgot what the plan was for.

Not ignored it. Forgot it. The plan stayed open in another tab, untouched, quietly judging me. Like the many to do lists I have around the house. Every time I noticed it, I felt the same low-grade guilt you feel when you realise you haven’t watered your houseplants for about a month.

I am sure being strategic works for some people. I respect that. I believe those people exist and probably finish things on purpose. For me, strategy lasts until the first interesting distraction shows up. A weird shape. A better idea. A worse idea that somehow feels more exciting.

I did try to go back to the plan. I reread the bullet points. None of them applied anymore. They were written by a past version of me who clearly did not understand the situation.

So I closed the plan and followed the thing that felt alive.

If you want to see the results of this extremely short-lived approach, there is work elsewhere on this site. The strategy did not survive.

But the robots did.