Working Up

by Dwayne Phillips

For many of us, being close shows us the details, and those details make us sick.

I give to several non-profit organizations. One of them is based ten thousand miles away. Another is based five miles away. I see many details of the one that is five miles away. I don’t like what I see. I see few details of the one ten thousand miles away. I am happy with the situation in that one.

I guess this is part of my temperament. Details cause me to think, rearrange, imagine, and make things perfect in my mind. Details cause me to notice all the intricate problems and how they might be worked better. Sigh.

In many ways, I am happier when I am ignorant. I try to use this; I try to be more ignorant about the non-profit that is five miles from my home. I find myself less critical and more happy.

Such is one of the odd things about life.