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My days stay busy, even though I still feel that I don’t have any ‘real’ tasks to occupy me. A general breakdown of the things I do on a regular basis:

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That sounds like a lot. It isn’t. It’s a list of things, but not enough to explain that I end every day without having accomplished what I think I ought to. There are two possible explanations for this: I’m a compulsive type who’ll never feel that I do enough (I’ve seen people like that, so I know the type exists); or, I’m conscientious enough to recognize certain obligations but not quite industrious enough to carry them out. Naturally, I go for the second option. People who only know me online might think I’m a Type 1 who’s just kidding himself; those who know me in person are more likely to agree with my self-assessment.