I Put Down My Phone and Got My Brain Back
I used to reach for my phone every time life went quiet — in queues, during TV, whenever I had a spare minute. Then I stopped. What surprised me wasn't how much time I got back, but what happened when I learned to be alone with my own thoughts again.
Everyone Calm Your Tits — A Winter Manifesto
Winter: where productivity goes to die, jumpers go to radiators, and I reluctantly accept that 4pm is basically bedtime. A love letter to doing less, resting more, and becoming one with the sofa.
I plan my life out a day at a time, so my posting schedule can be erratic.
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