I used to get lost in daydreams.
In fact, I wish I still did.
I look back fondly to so many times when my mind would drift to just silly, colorful imaginings, most involving other people and conversations.
I’d also get lost in old memories and dreams for the future.
But now instead of daydreaming, I find myself unconsciously leaping or pressing to rigidly plan out all my time and how to be most efficient in every area.
It’s also unnecessary, since it doesn’t really add to my work, or make anything else better.
I must be worried I’ll fail, so I keep pushing myself hard to try and account for every detail.
But my goal, honestly, is to let go of useless stress so I can again.