I keep my life organized through a well-maintained to-do list and itinerary. If it weren't for my to-do list I'd constantly be forgetting stuff I needed to get done. But sometimes I end up with these things that I feel like I want to do, but I'm not sure when I want to get to them, so they get perpetually pushed down on the list. I had some of those tasks that had been in the "medium-term" list for literally a year.
Tonight I just deleted that page from my notebook. I'm never going to do any of those things; I was just deluding myself into thinking that someday I'd get around to them. But I never will. There will always more more interesting or productive or necessary things to occupy my time than anything on that list.
It felt good. Really good.