Things We Forget

I always tried to skip making my bed. Then one day, after a rough week, I did it anyway — and that tiny act made me feel capable again. Some…

I used to skip breakfast every morning. I thought saving time meant being productive. Then I realized I was running on fumes — not fuel. Now, that first bite of…

Rest. I skip it because I think productivity equals worth—but I’m learning it doesn’t.

Backing up my files. I trust the cloud a little too much.

Journaling gratitude daily. It feels cheesy sometimes—but works every time I actually do it.

Taking out the trash. I’ll wait until it becomes a sculpture.

Stretching in the morning. I’m too busy being horizontal.

Tidying the bathroom. Out of sight, out of mind—until it isn’t.

Eating breakfast. Coffee feels faster, and I convince myself it counts.

Organizing my calendar. I rely on memory until it betrays me.