I spent yesterday not really working.
Sunday is a lounge around day, either by the pool or cozy on the couch. The most important activity is reading. Sometimes I read books relevant to my work, sometimes I read fat novels filled with imagination and fancy that have nothing to do with my own genre. It’s my rest, my rejuvenation. And it works.
The morning after a reading marathon, I am inspired by ideas I did not know I had. Admittedly I’m also showing up the same time every morning and noodling around in journal wiring and, I admit, list making. … Read more