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Friday, October 2, 2026

A Sense of Doubt blog post #4246 - Toxic MultiTasking



A Sense of Doubt blog post #4246 - Toxic MultiTasking

Just this share today and posted late.

This is definitely advice we can all use.

Thanks for tuning in.


‘Toxic multitasking’ is breaking your brain. Here’s how to take control.




Jolie Kerr, Special to The Washington Post
6 min read

n our busy, always-on world, multitasking - performing several tasks or engaging in more than one activity concurrently - has become a default setting. At work and at play, our focus is increasingly given to more than one thing at a time: checking emails during a Zoom meeting, scrolling Instagram while watching television, switching browser tabs or responding to notifications while engaged in deep or focused work.

"Toxic multitasking is the illusion of productivity," says Sandi Chapman, the chief director at the Center for BrainHealth and a professor of psychology at the University of Texas at Dallas. "Multitasking is often seen as a sign of high productivity. Unfortunately, your brain experiences it as a performance bottleneck. We think we're getting two complex things done at once, but our brains simply aren't wired for it."

Not all forms of multitasking are unhealthy, but multitasking can, and often does, turn into problematic behavior that can become addictive, and that has a real effect on how our brain and nervous system function.

Toxic multitasking is the norm, but that doesn't make it normal

"Today, more and more people are doing multiple things at the same time, double- and triple-booked on meetings," says Ashish Kothari, founder and CEO of Happiness Squad, a consulting group focused on employee engagement. Although it may give the appearance and feeling of productivity, multitasking that is characterized by constant "context switching" is detrimental without breaks.

"When you switch between tasks, your brain doesn't instantly reset," Chapman says. "It burns through your mental energy. Your brain works harder and produces less." She compares multitasking to trying to read two books at once. "You don't absorb twice as much information from reading both at the same time. Instead, you simply keep losing your place in both."

This way of working doesn't stop at work. The urge to multitask continues outside of business hours, permeating our nonwork time. "We're on phones all the time," Kothari says. "We might be watching TV and doing something else. As a result our sleep is affected and, combined, creates a heavy toxic effect on our holistic well-being, physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually."

Digital multitasking, such as looking at more than one entertainment device at a time (e.g., watching TV while scrolling on TikTok), has a particularly strong negative effect on our attention - and, ironically, on our ability to multitask. "These types of inputs actually reduce your ability to handle multiple inputs at once," says neuroscientist Kay Linker.

Linker distinguishes between good multitasking and bad, pointing out that multitasking can be beneficial when used correctly. "Once a task becomes automatic, it is transferred to a different part of the brain, allowing for parallel processing," she says. Examples of this include listening to a podcast or book while taking a walk or calling a friend while commuting to work, in contrast to what Linker calls "task switching, which drains your control and focus."

The effects of toxic multitasking are real, and so are the drivers

There are consequences to all this multitasking, and the effects can be serious, affecting performance at work and creating a high degree of exhaustion, stress and burnout that leads to the inability to think clearly, i.e., brain fog. There are also emotional and interpersonal repercussions, including irritability, a reduced ability to connect with others, a shallow or insincere affect, and a loss in satisfaction at work and life.

Chapman says that toxic multitasking is a natural extension of American hustle culture. "There's pressure on us, both professionally and personally, to prioritize output and quantity over quality," she says. The pressures of expectation, driven by technology, have created a constant hunger for productivity, in which we feel the need to always be on and to give our attention away to social media and smartphones.

"We have become dopamine addicts," says Kothari, who adds that the pace at which we're expected to take in and respond to information is "putting us in a constant fight-flight-freeze mode, wanting us to keep taking action and feeling like we can't stop."

Because toxic multitasking has been so normalized, you may not even be aware of how much you're engaging in it, but there are clear signs that it has become a problem. "Usually, the first symptom of toxic multitasking is emotional strain," Chapman says. "If a quick question from a co-worker makes you want to snap, that's often a sign your brain is overwhelmed from constant distractions or overload."

There are other ways to determine whether multitasking is a problem, and Kothari recommends using these assessments to identify an attention problem:

Do you know how often you pick up your phone? Counting the number of times you pick up your phone during the day provides a data point to quantify a digital multitasking habit. "Most people pick their phone up over 150 times a day," Kothari says. "It's a clear indicator that we have lost our ability to focus."

Are you addicted to dopamine? To determine whether the problem is a dopamine addiction, set a timer and sit quietly while doing nothing. Doing so will tell you how long you can go without being distracted.

Is your wearable telling you to cool it? "If you wear an Oura ring or another wearable," Kothari says, "look at the amount of time you spent in a high-stress zone."

How to break a toxic multitasking habit

It can be difficult to wrest back control of your time and attention in a world full of distractions, but here are some ways to exert power over technology and the pressure to appear productive:

Try meditation. Kothari calls meditation and other mindfulness practices "foundational" to increasing focus and our ability to stay in the moment.

Practice single-tasking. Linker recommends improving your attention span by engaging in a single task such as writing or reading for a sustained period, which she defines as an hour or more.

Design your environment for success. Silencing notifications, closing unnecessary browser windows, and keeping your phone out of sight and out of reach will help deepen your focus. "Keeping a scratch pad on your desk lets you quickly log random errands or stray thoughts on paper without interrupting your workflow," Chapman says.

Use technology that cuts off a digital multitasking habit. To address the overuse of smartphones, Kothari recommends the Brick device. "It's a tile that you can use to turn off all apps or even access to your phone completely."

Recalibrate norms at the office to encourage deep work. In workplaces where multitasking makes it impossible to get things done well, or even at all, Kothari says, "set norms for focused, deep work time where all of your notifications are off and your colleagues commit to not disturbing you."

Take regular brain breaks. Giving your brain a break by taking a short walk, going outside, stretching or simply sitting quietly for a few minutes will restore your mental energy and attention span - and prevent late-afternoon crashes. "A break is not switching from your laptop to your phone," Chapman says. "A true brain break means stepping away from screens altogether."

Engage in one form of entertainment at a time. "Limiting concurrent device usage and social media short-form videos will improve the … assault this type of entertainment has on our ability to focus," Linker says.

Make a deliberate choice. Chapman says that reclaiming our attention spans is entirely in our control but that it requires making the deliberate choice to stop multitasking and start single-tasking. "With this one simple change, many people notice an immediate improvement in their focus, mental energy and productivity," she says.


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- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 2610.02 - 10:10

- Days ago: MOM = 4110 days ago & DAD = 764 days ago

- New note - On 1807.06, I ceased daily transmission of my Hey Mom feature after three years of daily conversations. I post Hey Mom blog entries on special occasions. I post the days since ("Days Ago") count on my blog each day, and now I have a second count for Days since my Dad died on August 28, 2024. I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of Mom's death, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of her death and sometimes 13:40 EDT for the time of Dad's death. The blog entry numbering in the title has changed to reflect total Sense of Doubt posts since I began the blog on 0705.04, which include Hey Mom posts, Daily Bowie posts, and Sense of Doubt posts. Hey Mom posts will still be numbered sequentially. New Hey Mom posts will use the same format as all the other Hey Mom posts; all other posts will feature this format seen here.

Thursday, October 1, 2026

A Sense of Doubt blog post #4245 - Letter to Dad #55 - Kalamazoo Tornado of 1980


A Sense of Doubt blog post #4245 - Letter to Dad #55 - Kalamazoo Tornado of 1980

Hi Big Guy,

I have been sitting on this topic for a while and trying to decide when would be best to publish it.

Right now, things in my life seem like severe weather, so this post is a metaphor for that tumult.

Though I am being a little melodramatic. There's no devastating path of destruction.

In fact, some things are going well. 

I managed a good day of self care on Sunday and plan to have another this Sunday. It's a set goal for me in this time of my practicum.

I worked with several people to solve a problem at my site that started last week, a week ago today.

Fence staining starts next week.

I wish you were here to do that with me. You liked doing that stuff together. I miss those projects. Though I am not doing this project. I hired someone with more expertise than I have.

As for the rest of this post, it's all captured content and images about the 1980 Kalamazoo Tornado that ripped through downtown Kalamazoo while I was stuck at home with mono.

I would have been at the civic theatre had I not been ill.

Many of my friends were there, and one foolish but heroic friend ran out of the building to warn people in Bronson Park to seek shelter and was thrown into an alcove on the side of the building as he attempted to return and the tornado literally passed on the street right next to him.

Crazy.

The city awarded him a medal of heroism.

More next week Dad, but about something else. :-)

Love you!
~ christopher


https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1980_Kalamazoo_tornado

https://www.1980kalamazootornado.org/

Path of Destruction
Afternoon of Tuesday, May 13, 1980

1:30 | Tornado watch issued in Southwest Michigan
2:30 | Funnel cloud spotted in Van Buren County
2:35 | Reports of funnel cloud spotted near Bangor, Van Buren County
3:48 | Tornado damage reported 14 miles west of Kalamazoo near Glendale, Van Buren County
4:00 | Tornado warning issued and sirens sound for city of Kalamazoo and surrounding areas
4:09 | Tornado enters western part of city and township limits, moving eastward
4:09-4:12 | Tornado strikes neighborhoods near the edge of Kalamazoo Township and City lines, skips and slams through Mountain Home Cemetery – Mari Gilman is killed at the Norge Laundry and Dry Cleaning on West Main St.
4:13-4:19 | Tornado lands in downtown Kalamazoo – three people are killed; Francis Hardy while traveling down Rose St. near Bronson Park, and Christina Wellington and Lucia McFall on Farmer’s Alley behind the Gilmore Department Store.
4:20-4:24 | Tornado crosses Pitcher St. traveling towards Comstock Township, damaging several industrial plants – Raymond Moyer is killed on Wynn Rd. in Comstock Township.
4:25 | Tornado dissipates between King Hwy and Comstock Ave., in central Kalamazoo County, just northwest of the village of Comstock



Looking north on Rose St. from the South St. intersection., the Young Women’s Christian Association (now Greenleaf Trust) and Industrial State Bank (now Comerica) buildings are visible on right. The skywalk connecting a parking garage and the Kalamazoo Center Hilton Inn (now Raddison Plaza Hotel) is also visible. (KVM 80.752)


Tracing the Path:

The 1980 Kalamazoo Tornado

Forty years ago on May 13, 1980 a tornado bore down on Kalamazoo. In just 16 short minutes, the tornado left an 11-mile path of destruction, killing 5 people, seriously injuring 79, and causing over $50 million in damage.

The tornado touched down at 4:09 p.m. near the western edge of the city limits, striking the neighborhoods along the West Main corridor. After tearing through Mountain Home Cemetery, the twister leapt to the bottom of West Main Hill, plowing into the St. Augustine Cathedral. In Bronson Park, over two dozen trees that had stood for over 150 years were uprooted or damaged.

Kalamazoo’s pedestrian mall and its surrounding buildings were next along the path of destruction. The six-story Gilmore Department Store building suffered extensive roof damage, and its east wall collapsed outward, piling massive amounts of rubble into Farmer’s Alley below. The tornado damaged several additional structures as it traveled towards Comstock Township, dissipating at 4:25 p.m. just northwest of downtown.

As we look back on the Kalamazoo tornado, the resilience of the city and the positivity of its inhabitants were paramount in the aftermath of disaster. “I Survived the Kalamazoo Tornado—Let’s Rebuild!” t-shirts were produced and words of encouragement were hand painted on wooden boards exclaiming, “It’ll Take More Than a Wind to do Kalamazoo In” and “Yes, there STILL is a Kalamazoo!”

 

Devastation at a Glance

5 people killed

79 people seriously injured

F3 rating on the Fujita scale, which classifies tornadoes from F1 to F5 – an F3 is a severe tornado with winds of 158-206 mph.

$50 million in estimated damages

$1.8 million in estimated automobile damages

31 Kalamazoo homes and businesses demolished

173 Kalamazoo homes and businesses with moderate-to-severe damage

1,200 Kalamazoo residents left temporarily displaced from their homes and workplaces

16 minutes for the tornado to cut a path across Kalamazoo after it touched down at 4:09 p.m. north of West Main St. and Drake Rd.

328 students at St. Augustine Elementary School who were sent home early, a mere hour before their school was destroyed

4 windows out of 112 left intact in the Industrial State Bank building – located at 151 S. Rose St., the site is currently the Comerica building.

2 number of days it took for essential services to be restored in the Kalamazoo area



F3 on the Fjuita Scale

In June 1980, Dr. Tetsuya Theodore Fujita of the University of Chicago visited Kalamazoo to survey the damage left by the tornado. Dr. Fujita, in collaboration with Allen Pearson, head of the National Severe Storms Forecast Center, released a scale in 1971 to measure the intensity and severity of tornadoes called the Fujita Scale. While in Kalamazoo, Dr. Fujita confirmed a rating of F3, based on counterclockwise wind speeds reaching upwards of 150 – 175 miles per hour.

















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- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 2610.01 - 10:10

- Days ago: MOM = 4109 days ago & DAD = 763 days ago

- New note - On 1807.06, I ceased daily transmission of my Hey Mom feature after three years of daily conversations. I post Hey Mom blog entries on special occasions. I post the days since ("Days Ago") count on my blog each day, and now I have a second count for Days since my Dad died on August 28, 2024. I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of Mom's death, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of her death and sometimes 13:40 EDT for the time of Dad's death. The blog entry numbering in the title has changed to reflect total Sense of Doubt posts since I began the blog on 0705.04, which include Hey Mom posts, Daily Bowie posts, and Sense of Doubt posts. Hey Mom posts will still be numbered sequentially. New Hey Mom posts will use the same format as all the other Hey Mom posts; all other posts will feature this format seen here.

Wednesday, September 30, 2026

A Sense of Doubt blog post #4244 - Revising a Poem Multiple Times - Writing Wednesday


A Sense of Doubt blog post #4244 - Revising a Poem Multiple Times - Writing Wednesday

Hello reader, and maybe some students as I am teaching creative writing right now,

I have been working on a new poem since my father died in 2024 called "Ghost Song's Heart."

I just completed a fifth typed revision, which does not count all the untyped drafting and revisions.

Here in this post you will find, first, the current version of the poem that includes some of my plan with numbers and patterns, which I may not include with the final version if I seek publication with it.

Some readers have had trouble with the "advice" aspect, the imperative voice. I get it. But that was the plan from the start, so for now, that remains.

Following the current version of the poem, there are pictures of my revision process, the first being the most recent marked up version. Following that, there are images of the original drafting and other revised typed versions.

Following all of that are the other four typed versions for comparison to see what I changed, what I cut, what I added.

Even the last version, the fourth, did not have four stanzas of seven lines each. There was one stanza with only six lines, which I changed for version five.

Please leave me a comment!!

Thanks for tuning in.



current version:

A Ghost Song’s Heart: advice on life

Dedicated to my father Robert Burns Tower

Born June 26, 1935 - Died August 28, 2024 at 13:40 EDT

28 = 7*4 (My mother died 7/4/15)

by christopher tower

 

Listen to the snow voices

The hard heart

Frost Magic Mandala

Know the guidebook to the muscle harp

See the crystals splinter open in the cold air

Winter dreams ring in the ear’s terrain

Swallow the fractal rhythms

 

Press your ear to the belly of the world song

Curve the sound, bowed, like your spine

Sing the song you cannot hear

Hollow out the Heart’s geometry

Drowning in the cove of mute bones

Teasing out of you the ghost secrets

Blurring radials of cold hair    

 

Enshroud the sound of the valley

Surrender to the wind that combs you out and away

Arch your true melodic back-bone

Hard fold the Heart Mountain

Until the layers unhide themselves

Tessellations layered on tessellations

Hold close the breath of tides

 

Breathe in the snow song

Curl into yourself beneath the shaggy hoar-frost

Stand among the heart bones quiet as a tree

Before the demon choirs come home to roost

Breathe out the ancient rhythm of the secret ghosts

The nothing that is there; the nothing that is

Talk to the dead inside your heart

 



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Ghost Song’s Heart: advice on grief

by christopher tower (version one)

 

Listen to the voice in the snow

The hard heart

Magic Mandala

Know the guidebook of the harp

See the space break open in the air

Ring dreams in the ear’s terrain

Let the rhythms breathe

 

Press your ear to the belly of the back feed

Sound curved like a spine

Sing the song you cannot hear

Hollow out the dream

Geometric heart

Blurring radials of cold hair

Teasing the secret ghosts out of you

 

Fold close the sound of the valley

Let the wind comb you out and away

Arch your true melodic back-bone

Hard fold the heart mountain

Until layers are revealed

Tessellations on tessellations

Hold close to your chest the breath of tides

 

Know your own bone

Talk to the dead inside your heart

Breathe in the shaggy hoar-frost

Fail to rhyme; sing in seven-four time

Before the demons come home to roost

The nothing that is there; the nothing that is

Breathe out the heart’s true rhythm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

VERSION TWO

 

A Ghost Song’s Heart: advice on life

by christopher tower

 

Listen to the voice in the snow

The hard heart

Frost Magic Mandala

Know the guidebook to the crystallized harp

See the space splinter open in the cold air

Winter dreams ring in the ear’s terrain

Swallow the fractal rhythms

 

Press your ear to the belly of the back feed

Curve the sound like your spine

Sing the song you cannot hear

Hollow out the dream – the Geometric Heart

Blurring radials of cold hair                            

Teasing out of you the ghost secrets

 

Fold close to your chest the sound of the valley

Surrender to the wind that combs you out and away

Arch your true melodic back-bone

Hard fold the Heart Mountain

Until the layers unhide themselves

Tessellations on tessellations

Hold closer the breath of tides

 

Breathe in the shaggy hoar-frost

Talk to the dead inside your heart

Fail to rhyme; sing in seven-four time

Before the demon choirs come home to roost

The nothing that is there; the nothing that is

Breathe out the heart’s true rhythm

Know your own bone

 

 

 

 

 

 

VERSION THREE

 

A Ghost Song’s Heart: advice on life

by christopher tower

 

Listen to the voice in the snow

The hard heart

Frost Magic Mandala

Know the guidebook to the crystallized harp

See the space splinter open in the cold air

Winter dreams ring in the ear’s terrain

Swallow the fractal rhythms

 

Press your ear to the belly of the world song

Curve the sound like your spine

Sing the song you cannot hear

Hollow out the dream – the Geometric Heart

Blurring radials of cold hair                            

Teasing out of you the ghost secrets

 

Fold close to your chest the sound of the valley

Surrender to the wind that combs you out and away

Arch your true melodic back-bone

Hard fold the Heart Mountain

Until the layers unhide themselves

Tessellations on tessellations

Hold closer the breath of tides

 

Breathe in the snow song

Curl into yourself beneath the shaggy hoar-frost

Fail to rhyme; sing in seven-four time

Before the demon choirs come home to roost

Breathe out the ancient rhythm of your heart

The nothing that is there; the nothing that is

Talk to the dead inside your heart

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

VERSION FOUR

 

A Ghost Song’s Heart: advice on life

by christopher tower

 

Listen to the voice in the snow

The hard heart

Frost Magic Mandala

Know the guidebook to the crystallized harp

See the space splinter open in the cold air

Winter dreams ring in the ear’s terrain

Swallow the fractal rhythms

 

Press your ear to the belly of the world song

Curve the sound like your spine

Sing the song you cannot hear

Hollow out the dream – the Geometric Heart

Blurring radials of cold hair                            

Teasing out of you the ghost secrets

 

Fold close to your chest the sound of the valley

Surrender to the wind that combs you out and away

Arch your true melodic back-bone

Hard fold the Heart Mountain

Until the layers unhide themselves

Tessellations on tessellations

Hold closer the breath of tides

 

Breathe in the snow song

Curl into yourself beneath the shaggy hoar-frost

Fail to rhyme; sing in seven-four time

Before the demon choirs come home to roost

Breathe out the ancient rhythm of the ghosts

The nothing that is there; the nothing that is

Talk to the dead inside your heart

 












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- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 2609.26 - 10:10

- Days ago: MOM = 4104 days ago & DAD = 758 days ago

- New note - On 1807.06, I ceased daily transmission of my Hey Mom feature after three years of daily conversations. I post Hey Mom blog entries on special occasions. I post the days since ("Days Ago") count on my blog each day, and now I have a second count for Days since my Dad died on August 28, 2024. I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of Mom's death, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of her death and sometimes 13:40 EDT for the time of Dad's death. The blog entry numbering in the title has changed to reflect total Sense of Doubt posts since I began the blog on 0705.04, which include Hey Mom posts, Daily Bowie posts, and Sense of Doubt posts. Hey Mom posts will still be numbered sequentially. New Hey Mom posts will use the same format as all the other Hey Mom posts; all other posts will feature this format seen here.