Rushed

Today was a wash. In some ways a complete waste of time. I didn’t do really any work, and the stuff I did didn’t make sense enough to make any conclusions, and may honestly say the oppisite.

But also it was a slow day, a relaxing day. I talked to a lot of people about their life, and had like 3 coffees quite spontaneously. I called some friends and went for a run. I even sat in on some talks by friends who are making really cool things. 

So in some sense a pretty good day, but these were my main modes of thought today. I even wrote the first part down in the morning.  Even though it was the same day by the end of it I felt much better about it. Idk exactly when I switched out of one to the other. But it’s nice that I did. 

I think sometimes you are too switched on or in a doing mode. So it’s nice to calm back down. I think a lot of my school days were stuck trying just to keep doing. But there is a nice way to slowing down. Helps you take stock. This has been one of the many good things about writing. Helps you do that a little. I wish there were like calm breaks throughout the day. Like coffee breaks but everyone is deeply breathing.