
Reinvention by Way of Habits
It’s about ten-thirty on a Monday morning and I’m sitting at the kitchen table with my old laptop. I’ve got my headphones on and I’m

It’s about ten-thirty on a Monday morning and I’m sitting at the kitchen table with my old laptop. I’ve got my headphones on and I’m

For several months after I began my new job earlier this year, I established a very fruitful structure to my day, a habitual pattern of

This morning, I put about ten pairs of socks in the trash. These were all still in OK shape, but filled a role for which I no longer have any use. Since changing jobs, I no longer have any need to dress in a business casual style, so a sizeable chunk of my wardrobe has sat untouched for months.

Clutter has always been a part of my life, but it took on a sinister aspect as an adult when I first experienced depression. I discovered they fed into each other.

Every evening at 22:00, I receive a reminder to go over my day in my habit-tracking app. It’s a good day when I can check

When the total disaster that seems imminent never materializes, you take note. You naturally rejoice, but if you’re of the right mind, you immediately set