you know those dreams you have sometimes when you’re trying to run away from something, but you’re stuck, you can’t move? That is how it feels sometimes to have ADD. All these tasks pile up, like dirty laundry. From the outside, it seems easily done. Just put it in the machine, turn it on, hang it. Just tidy your room, just return those e-mails. All these “justs”, and yet sometimes (often) it is impossible. The dirty washing taunts from the corner of the room, the unanswered e-mails yank at the corners of my mind, and day after day after day I am stuck – suspended in space.