This morning was slow.
Like… “maybe I should just go back to bed” slow.
Even my coffee machine had more motivation than me.
I powered through my inbox.
Some messages felt like weights. Others, like mild relief.
Checked the campaigns.
Some performing. Some just… existing.
At least they’re checked off.
Now what?
There’s this familiar itch in my brain.
New project maybe. Or just my restlessness.
Nothing concrete.
But enough to keep thinking.
His audiobook dropped today.
Just started, but it already feels like he’s saying things I forgot I believed in.
Looking forward to the rest.
Might give me something.
Or at least make this foggy Monday a bit sharper.
You don’t have to create magic every day.
But try to nudge something forward.
Even if it’s just one tiny thought.