That moment of clarity..

I am an amazing multitasker, if I say so myself...  I can do a variety of things all at once, each involving a  different dominant faculty of life, if you know what I mean. But sometimes I wish I wasn't. Not just that I could give my undivided attention to one task and sort of know I've done it.. but more so that even though I've probably done it, I should remember that I have. 

Take a typical morning for example... While leaving home, customarily, I grab a variety of things on the go. This includes a typical range of things, from house keys to ipod to my finger-slit gloves to cell phone and what not. And no, I don't "prepare" these things at a "usual" place so I know nothing is forgotten or any of that. More often than not, I trust my instinct to grab the most important things and if the trivial things indeed got left behind, nothing was lost. But sometimes, sometimes the important things plague your mind... and by virtue of habit you are sure that you did the right thing... but that one question keeps you guessing for a while till you can confirm it. 

Did I turn off the gas stove? Did I lock the door? Are the windows slammed shut and bolted? Did I turn off the lights in the hallway? Did I leave the water running? Some of the more important things you wish you knew the exact answer to. But as plagued as you are with uncertainty, you also know that as a creature of habit, 99 times out of a 100 you certainly did the "right" thing. Still, even the 100th confirmation would be a bit nice. And that's why these days I opt for the moment of clarity. A pause at the doorstep.. a half second review of things to see if everything "looks normal". A glance down at my hands to see if I have the house keys before I slam the door shut and lock myself out. And then I leave, now certain that if indeed anything was left undone, it wasn't major. That's all it needs - one moment of clarity. Peace.