Day 3, December 6, 7 a.m.

Today was very quiet. Which is funny because, it being a Monday, there was so much more traffic on the roads. But my brain felt quieter.

You know that feeling in the back of your mind where you’re like “I know I’m forgetting something”? That was the overwhelming state of my brain in 2020. So much changed and all my daily metrics were gone. I constantly felt like I was forgetting something I should be doing. It was paralyzing. I spent a lot of 2020 being angry and annoyed because I could never remember what it was, and it felt like my family could never give me the peace I needed to finally figure it out.

Sometime in early 2021 I had this thought of documenting all the tiny things that pop into my head, giving myself permission to write them down regardless of how silly or tiny or petty I thought they might be. Each day I start a note on my phone with the date, and then I add to it all day long. Some days have dozens of entries, others have just one. I have yet to have a day without a thought. I like this. It makes me feel curious.

I make these notes in the car and out while I’m walking, too. When I started making these notes I finally understood voice assisted technology.

Something about this morning made me not want to make any of these notes. I had a strong urge to observe what 7 a.m. on a Monday felt like, looked like, sounded like. I kept myself quiet, which when it’s your own idea and your own decision can feel strong. #MeetingMorning