A specific kind of anxiety knocks on the door on sunday afternoon, when you have nothing urgent to do and are trying to relax. It is not induced by boredom or sadness, but resemble much closer to guilt - it feels like you are wasting something, your potential, time, something.
Somehow we have convinced ourselves that if we are not doing multiple things at once, we are not fully utilizing our resources. At work we have either music, podcasts or some obscure video playing in the background. When we are with friends and family, we keep switching between the conversation and some other topic of work or school. Even inside the house, one eye is glued to TV, one to our phone, one ear listening to the conversation in the house and another waiting for the food to be delivered.
Why do we do this? Just because we have confused our mind in thinking that motion = momentum. Does this helps? absolutely not,
Seneca wrote it a long time ago: "It is not that we have a short time to live, but that we waste a great deal of it." The distractions that we have riddled our lives with are one of the reasons why everything feels draining. And yet we keep adding more.
While building Uphill, I made the deliberate call to not include any graphs, number of tasks completed in last day, week, month. Just because the moment appearance of productivity becomes trackable, we start following the numbers instead of actual work.
May be the honest thing anyone can do today is to find time to STOP.
If you do this today, I promise the Boulder will be here tomorrow for you to push.