Ploughing through my to-do list felt great until I hit a wall. Were we really meant to work without watching any vertical videos first?
After 33 years, it’s time to admit: I’ve never quite got the hang of myself. Am I a morning person or a night owl? What actually motivates me? Where exactly do I work best?
I often find myself thinking: “I hope I eat some vegetables today” or “I hope I reply to that email,” as though that’s up to someone else. I have no idea how to make myself do things in the consistent, reliable way that others seem to: work out, get dressed, cook a “veg bowl”, book appointments.
On rare days, I miraculously do them all. Most others, I thumb screens, nap relentlessly and eat neon-colored snacks covered in sugar and salt.
After seven years of freelance life, it’s gotten dire. I rise late, wash later and watch two hours of TikTok videos after replying to two emails. I nap up to three times a day and ignore important tasks (my prescription changed six months ago but I’m yet to order a new pair of glasses).
