I spent most of my twenties thinking that “motivation” was some magical, lightning-bolt moment that would eventually strike me if I just bought the right
Category: Productivity
I used to think that learning how to reflect on your week required a leather-bound journal, a mountain of expensive stationery, and at least an
I spent most of my early twenties thinking that building good habits required some sort of massive, overnight transformation—the kind you see in those glossy
I used to think I needed a $500 ergonomic chair and a subscription to every “deep work” app on the market to finally get my
I used to think journaling for productivity meant buying a $40 leather-bound notebook and spending forty minutes every morning writing about my “inner child” or
I remember sitting in the university library at 2:00 AM, surrounded by empty caffeine cans and a mountain of half-finished color-coded planners that were doing
I spent most of my early twenties thinking that if I just bought the $800 ergonomic chair or the most expensive mechanical keyboard on the
I spent most of my twenties thinking that if I just bought the right $30 leather-bound planner or downloaded a high-end productivity suite, my life
I used to think that breaking a bad habit required some massive, cinematic moment of willpower—the kind of thing you see in movies where someone
I used to think that if I just bought the right $15 leather-bound journal or downloaded that one highly-rated productivity app, my life would suddenly