“What am I doing?” I yelled at myself for struggling to break out of this deep-seated scarcity mentality.

My smartwatch unexpectedly died a week ago, and I’ve felt strangely happy about it. Gleefully giddy, even. There’s a freedom that comes with not having stats.

The fastest path to feeling grateful is being able to see what’s at stake. Try this reflective poem on for size to think about the choices you make.

My progress had stalled on the two books I had been reading, until I remembered that I had other choices and could come back to these later.

I haven’t written in a week because I was waiting for a “grand” or exciting idea to motivate me, but tonight I just started talking. And it worked.

I wasn’t taking any steps because it all looked like one giant leap in my mind—as if a single enquiry would tie me to a new life forever.

The quickest way to kill a hobby is to make it about money. I had been convinced that what was missing was scale.