It’s monday. We all know what that means.
“ugh”
So this post will be a lot more….messy than other ones. And personally I don’t really give a fuck. Neither should you. Ther’es so many days that I wake up, get my ass out of bed, shit shower and shave and then dive right into my work with a motivation like never before.
Today is not one of those days. I woke up realizing I needed to do SO MANY THINGS today. I woke up, it’s 10am and I’m still in my pajamas and housecoat. With the fuzzy slippers. Coffee in one hand, a stress ball in the other. I haven’t brushed my teeth. I haven’t opened my calendar. My to-do list is giving me the side-eye from across the room like, “soooo… you just gonna keep ignoring me?”
Yes. Yes, I am.
Because here’s the thing no one wants to admit when they’re trying to sound like a productivity wizard on the internet: sometimes you just don’t have it in you. The fire. The drive. The dopamine. The fake enthusiasm. Any of it. It’s just… not there.
And guess what? That’s allowed.
I didn’t wake up inspired today.
I didn’t wake up ready to slay.
I woke up tired, overstimulated, and low-key emotionally constipated.
But I showed up anyway. Not as my best self — just as my real one.
If all you do today is breathe and exist in whatever weird little mood you’re in?
You still did the damn thing. And maybe that’s enough.
Go slow. Be messy. Wear the fuzzy slippers.
We can try again tomorrow.