I sat down to write this email this morning…
and immediately opened three other tabs.
Checked my calendar.
Answered a message.
Clicked into something I didn’t even mean to open.
And then just sat there for a second like “wait… what was I about to do?”
Nothing was wrong.
But nothing felt clear enough to start either.
And for a second, I almost didn’t send this at all.
Not because I didn’t have anything to say.
But because my brain was already mid-task on five different things
before I even began.
That’s the part no one really talks about.
Not the “I have too much to do” feeling.
The “why does everything feel weirdly hard to start?” feeling.
Where even something simple (feel free to laugh — like writing an email I’ve written a hundred times) suddenly feels like it requires a full mental warm-up.