Anyone who enters my room and observes me... I have multiple windows open on my computer, three different art projects halfway through, and a sheet with an extensive to-do list on the table, six of which I consider urgent, but none coincide with what I’m doing at the moment. I realised I spent the last half hour on my phone comparing clothespins (those simple wooden ones) and I’m tempted to buy a pack. I pause for a moment. I keep thinking about how easy it has become to star

Somewhere along the way, we started treating hobbies like startups. Paint? Monetise it. Bake? Launch a brand. Run? Track, optimize, compete, post. But not everything in life is meant to grow, scale, or generate value.

Fewer endless lists and unrealistic expectations. Just three essential tasks per day and an invitation to draw for 10 minutes. I begin every day with an almost touching confidence. I wake up convinced that today — finally today — I will complete every single task I wrote on my list. I will belong to the 5 a.m. club, reply to all my emails, get ahead on work, organize paperwork, go to my 5 p.m. gym class, attend my English lesson after dinner and, as if that weren’t enough, go