I get lost in the boundaries between different aspects of my life.
Or rather, its that the boundaries are so thick, I can’t differentiate one aspect from another. So one slips away while the one present at hand dominates.
I don’t think I’m alone. Heidegger might call each aspect a “mode of being”, and the modes of my being are often mutually exclusive.
That’s one way to explain it. It doesn’t necessarily solve the problem. If I can’t see the bill paying hat when I’m in sponge selling land, I’m left with a buttload of late fees and a lack of an overarching plan.