Most mornings, I lock my phone into ‘Do Not Disturb’, shun the news, and generally avoid sound. I want unimpeded clarity. I have one shot to set sail with clarity. Because the morning’s tailwind will only last so long.
By afternoon, my phone miraculously exits ‘Do Not Disturb’ and news sneaks into my awareness as a podcast echoes through my workshop. Doubts appear: Do I really need to strip that table today? Will pushing that piece until tomorrow really change anything? Wind whips into my face. Clouds form on the horizon.
Across these choppier waters, if I’m too careless I’ll check my map at day’s end and find I’m somewhere across the globe, having sailed all day without accomplishing what mattered most.
Mornings are for decisions, afternoons are for action, I humbly submit. If it was a good idea in the morning, it must go unquestioned come afternoon. If I hope to stay on course.
To livin’ a life we love,
Ryan Fightmaster, MD