I would guess—and I’m pretty sure my guess is within a few percentage points of correct—that I spend 90% of my time merely doing what I’m supposed to do. Rounding up, I only do what I’m supposed to do.

I only do what I’m supposed to do. When I have time to myself, I watch educational videos. Because I’ve decided I should do that. So I do that every time I am alone. This has become the correct thing to do, and I don’t feel comfortable going outside the lines.

I only do what I’m supposed to do. I post a piece of writing on my site every four days. This is a rule. This rule is something I came up with for no real reason. Four isn’t even a beautiful number (well, other than it spreads around the days of the week in which I post.) But the rule is mine, only. It would affect me very little if I just posted as I felt the need to. I treat this rule as I would treat any other rule: I become stressed when I may possibly skip a day. Because I only do what I’m supposed to do.

I only do what I’m supposed to do. I keep things clean that I feel should be clean, and I ignore things that don’t trigger my OCD. These become edicts… from whom? I don’t know. They’re rules I follow because I am supposed to.

If I ventured out and broke rules I would probably find both beauty and terror in the mess, but it would be a mess and that is where my obsession would go—to cleaning up the mess. Putting things back to how they were. Back to only doing what I’m supposed to do. Right.

I only do what I’m supposed to do. I find the most joy in moving relatively from a messy situation to a clean situation. In every sense of the words. Physically messy, mentally messy, socially messy and their clean antitheses. That’s what I spend my time doing when need be. I’ll spend all of my time doing this. Because I am supposed to. My brain says so.

I only do what I’m supposed to do. I feel I should write a minimum of 700 words in any piece I present.

I’ve not done that here.

I only do what I’m supposed to do, right?

I am on the edge of not doing only what I am supposed to do.

I am trying that.

Or, I am considering it.

Just considering.

Because I am more than what I am supposed to do.

Or, I should be.

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