Don't Get Things Done

I spent quite a bit of the last few months behind. Behind on paperwork. Then behind on scheduling. Behind on sleep. Behind on a training. Behind on preparing to give a workshop. Behind yet more on sleep.

There was an overwhelming sense of urgency to get caught up. When not at work, I was working on something. It was relentless, and exhausting.

There’s still more to do. More to prepare for next month. More to plan, more to reflect on. There’s always more.

I realized what’s missing: some space to pause, breathe, let go. And once I found it, I had no idea what to do with myself.

The work is hard enough. The world is hard enough. It’s okay to need space, and to take that time and not work. Trying to remind myself it’s okay to not be productive, and to just slow down and catch my breath.