It’s 3:00 PM on a Tuesday and you’ve been “working” since 9:00 AM, yet somehow you’ve only written three paragraphs of that proposal. The laundry got folded, the dishes are done, and you’ve definitely spent forty-five minutes reading about a celebrity divorce that doesn’t affect your life. Your time-tracking app shows five hours logged, but … Read more
You’re ten minutes into the quarterly review when the marketing director’s camera angle reveals he’s definitely not wearing pants. The intern hasn’t muted her microphone, and her roommate’s vacuum cleaner is creating a soundscape that rivals industrial noise rock. Your own reflection haunts you—why did you choose the backlight from hell that transforms you into … Read more
It’s 9:47 PM on a Sunday. You promised yourself you wouldn’t check email until Monday morning, but the compulsion pulled you in—just a quick peek. Now you’re staring at 34 unread messages, three marked “URGENT” from Friday afternoon, and a thread that requires a thoughtful response you don’t have the energy to craft. Your heart … Read more
It’s 2:47 PM and you’re still in pajama pants, though you told yourself you’d dress for success. The breakfast dishes sit next to your laptop, creating a crumb-laden archipelago between your coffee cup and your spreadsheet. Your mother calls because she knows you’re “home,” your dog stares at you with the intensity of a creature … Read more