The Taming Power of the Small (Limitation)

We have plans. Our project begins small and grows, we say, in manageable increments, each increment having a predictable result and date, each building on the previous. Meanwhile, we add bits in disorderly arrays; the process of discovery and invention is haphazard, unpredictable, so we backspace, cut, paste, undo, and redo. Today Azadeh has the flu; Rick is on vacation; I forgot to tell Tanya about my changes; I haven’t sent the e-mail to Harm in Toronto; I say “one thing at a time,” but I don’t expect for the wind to stop blowing.