Driving toward conclusions

All too often my efforts on various fronts -- even on consumption -- are too scattershot to be meaningful. I spread myself too thin to make concrete progress, because there's so much out there to be consumed.

I have decided to push through to the end on a couple of things:

1. Season 7 of Itchy Boots on YouTube, in which our heroine Noralee of the Netherlands rides a motorcycle down the West Coast of Africa from Morocco down to Angola, then crosses to Zambia. She has currently flown to Madagascar (there being no boats on which to take her bike). I have now watched 96 episodes and am coming to the end, after two years of on and off watching (and also dipping into other seasons now and again).
2. EB White's One Man's Meat, a 1942 collection of articles from Harper's which chronicle his return to Maine from Manhattan and settling into rural life while WWII rumbles in the distance. This was given to me by my former girlfriend Hilary three years ago (I see from an earlier post), so has been lingering on my bedside table since then, taken up as palate-cleansing between other books, a practice which has robbed it of momentum and the benefit which comes from focus.

There are lots of other little projects in various domains out there. Trying to build up to more push-ups. Squatting for longer each day. And so on.

Not all of them come to fruition, but some can.