Washing my thoughts

I decided to write every day. Disposable posts. I think it helps to think more clearly.

The thing I really enjoy is washing the dishes by hand. From the dirty mess of a sink full of unsorted mix of plates, glasses, cups, and so on, to the clean state of sorted objects shining atop each other. Writing feels like that sometimes.

Washing machines are like AI assistants; they do your job much better. You have time to do other things. But thoughts are not organized by sitting on the couch and thinking about them. They bubble and bubble until your head is full.

I need to tie the sink to my brain sometimes.