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# What is the Undone?
- URL: https://www.docthor.com/what-is-the-undone/
- Published: 2026-08-27T12:00:55.000Z
- Updated: 2026-08-27T12:00:55.000Z
- Author: Thor Bergersen

The Undone consists of intentions, ranging from embryonic to fully formed, that you have not yet, and may never do.

You have a codependent relationship with your Undone. You both dread it and depend on it. You feed and fatten it, while hoping it will wither and disappear. In return for your patronage, it chides, taunts, prods, pokes and insults you for allowing it to grow, its boldness directly proportional to its girth. 

You rely on the Undone to stave off complacency, becoming accustomed to the chronic sense that you should be doing something when you’re not doing anything. This can be helpful, but more often than not, it prevents you from truly relaxing, as any moments of respite provide openings for the Undone to poke into your conscious mind, whispering some version of “What are you doing? You don’t have time to rest. Here’s a list of all the ill-defined, poorly conceived items that you really should be thinking about, planning and doing.”

The Undone is not real. It is a construct of the mind. It exists only as intermittent connections between nerve cells, networks kept alive by self-flagellation and semi-obsessive thought patterns such as “I should have,” or “When I finish with this,” and “Someday.” 

You are closest to your Undone, but do not truly know it. Others cannot see it, but they have their own. With the exception of offhand, self-deprecating mumblings, you maintain its privacy. It becomes a source of shame, guilt, self-doubt and is the origin of impostor syndrome. It represents would could have been, the way things should be, if you’d only done what you intended to do, and might yet come to pass.

The Undone is not composed only inaction. It is also thoughts begun but incomplete, words unspoken, half-made plans, unlearned or superficially skimmed knowledge, unfinished tasks, unmet expectations, resolutions unresolved, trespasses unforgiven, faded mental notes and skills rusted from lack of use. 

Because the Undone is intangible, it is difficult to quantify. It can’t be measured or weighed, and although it occupies space in your mind, its borders are not clearly defined. Its roots extend into emotional, cognitive and memory regions, like subterranean fungus beneath forested land. You know it’s there, and you suspect it’s extensive.

It is not the things you *know* you have to do, written on lists or inserted into calendars. It is the things you *feel* you haven’t done, should be doing or suspect you have forgotten. 

And because it is a feeling rather than a list, it is pushed down and back, away from consciousness, because you have things to do *now*. To allow yourself to become mired in the vague, murky multitude that constitutes the Undone would be to invite regret, anxiety and depression.

When you have a minute to reflect, you might find yourself staring into the abyss, the feeling of the Undone coagulating into something semi-solid that you could, perhaps write down or flesh out. Its seemingly bottomless nature, however, does not invite such exploration. Proximity to its vortex risks being sucked in.

What defines the Undone is its lack of definition. Although it may be possible to identify initial ingredients and general flavors, recipe cannot account for the miasmic smorgasbord it becomes. What was semi-sweet when added is distasteful and indistinguishable when mixed. 

It is possible to speak of the Undone, but only in broad strokes such as, “I need to get a handle of my finances,” or “I should work out a system for \_\_\_\_.” Frequently, it is referred to obliquely through predictions like, “They’re going to figure out that I have no idea what I’m doing,” or “The shit is about to hit the fan.”

The Undone is like a large animal in a dark cave. You know something potentially dangerous is in there, but you’d sooner leave a sacrificial goat by the entrance than go in and see for yourself. Maintaining its satiety reduces the probability it will emerge to feast on you.