There's a spot in your house where things go to die.

Mail, receipts, keys, a random screw, a coupon you meant to use, a battery you're not sure is dead, a business card from someone you can't remember meeting.

You know you should sort through it. You've known for weeks. Maybe months. The pile stares at you. You stare back. Neither of you blinks.

Here's what's happening: Every item in the doom pile requires a separate cognitive context to process. The mail needs "finances mode." The screw needs "home repair mode." The business card needs "social memory mode."

Sorting the pile means loading and unloading different cognitive contexts for every single item. For a brain that rebuilds context from scratch each time, that's not "sorting a pile." That's fifty consecutive cold-boot startups.

No wonder you'd rather set the pile on fire.

The doom pile isn't procrastination. It's a context-switching tax you can't afford. The solution isn't "just sort it." It's batching: all the mail at once, all the hardware at once. One context per session.